Chapter 290: Are We to Kill All The Believers?_1

In the Republic of Stellaris, the Star Image Research Institute, and the Astrology Tower, Tyrone emerged rubbing his disheveled hair, climbed into the carriage, and irritably instructed: "To the Mage Tower."

The carriage had no horses nor a driver, yet as soon as Tyrone gave the instruction, the carriage began to move, smoothly heading forward. Anyone who saw this scene would have no choice but to marvel: A new magic technique, self-driving?

Upon arriving at the Mage Tower, Auburnli was already there waiting. Seeing Tyrone's messy hair as he alighted from the carriage, her face immediately hardened.

Seeing her expression, Tyrone instantly realized his mistake. Hands pressed to his head, he retreated back into the carriage. Two minutes later, he reappeared with his greasy, flaky hair—reminiscent of a bird's nest—clean and smooth, his mage robe also neat and orderly.