In front of the Wizard Tower.
Grant's steps gradually slowed, and she looked at Ian with familiarity and unfamiliarity in her eyes.
Compared to their last meeting.
Ian felt even more dangerous to her, even giving her the feeling of something stuck in her throat.
But the next second.
That feeling vanished completely, as though it had been her imagination.
Was it her imagination?
No.
Absolutely not.
"Ian, long time no see."
She slowly approached.
"Long time no see."
Ian nodded.
"I came to invite you today. We Gray Tower Wizards are planning a small salon tomorrow. I wonder if you'd be free to come," Grant said.
Ian nodded.
Grant looked delighted.
H
A small mouth.
"Who's coming to the salon?"
Ian asked curiously.
"Lord Anton is leading us this time, so you can rest assured," Grant said first, then continued, "But besides some Wizards you've met before, two of the Academy's elite Second Ring Wizards are coming too. They're also Gray Tower Stars of the Academy."
"Gray Tower Stars?"
Ian was puzzled.
"It's basically a title the strongest Three Rings of this generation in the Gray Tower can compete for," Grant explained.
"Oh? How do they compare to you?"
Ian asked.
Somewhat embarrassed, Grant pursed her lips and said, "Ever since they entered the Academy, they've basically followed a different path from us. When it comes to comprehending laws, for example, they have permission to comprehend them directly. They don't even think much of things like Study Tours. They study directly under elite Three Rings Wizards in small worlds."
"The two coming this time are Owen and Campbell, a man and a woman. They have top-tier fire-attribute and ice-attribute constitutions, respectively. Supposedly, they're both only a step away from Three Rings. They may return to the Academy to advance