Quarterly Exchange Meet, First-Ring Training, Senior Flynn!
Passing through the barrier.
Ian entered the core district once more.
He cast a reluctant glance at the main academy grounds in the distance, then turned toward Four Symbols Academy.
Once he reached the mountain range.
After only a few steps.
Ian ran into an acquaintance.
"Lord Milo!"
Ian bowed, then raised his head to look at Milo before him, another one of the Academy's second-ring Wizards.
Yet unlike Kieran, who was like an ancient, unadorned stone, Milo felt entirely different to him.
Merely standing there, he seemed like raging wind and fire howling together, making even Ian's Mental Power tremble.
So this is a second-ring Wizard?
"After advancing, didn't Kieran tell you not to casually use your Mental Power to probe a second-ring Wizard?"
Milo's expression was complicated when he saw Ian again.
He had never imagined that Ian would truly advance smoothly to become a first-ring Wizard—and even become Kieran's disciple.
That left him deeply regretful.
Had he known sooner, he would have kept Ian for himself.
Though Ian only possessed first-class talent, the direction he excelled in had truly suited him. Unfortunately, it was already too late.
"My apologies, Lord Milo."
It took Ian several seconds to recover from the tremor. The pride he had felt upon advancing to the first ring vanished completely.
Compared to second-ring Wizards, first-ring Wizards were creatures from an entirely different dimension. No wonder only second-ring Wizards could become Academy instructors.
"Go on. I am rather curious how long you can remain under Kieran. Even for a first-ring Wizard, it won't be easy.
"Once you leave, you may apply to change instructors!"
Milo gave a half-smile before turning and leaving.
Watching Milo's departing back.
Ian's eyes flickered for a moment. This instructor bore him considerable