If rats had any virtue, it was surely their remarkable adaptability.
As Zalan put it, no matter what environment they faced, rats could survive.
That was also the simplest yet truest lesson he wanted to teach Luan.
And the training Luan was undergoing now was meant to improve his ability to survive in any environment.
"Then how do we find these hidden wizards?"
After Zalan finished explaining, Luan suddenly felt as though he, too, was a hidden wizard rat.
Rats had always been social animals, and Luan inevitably wanted to know about others of his kind.
"I only heard Major General Leighton mention that he had exchanged some items with people from the Mages Association."
Major General Leighton was the high-ranking Federation officer Zalan had once protected, and he was also a Spellcaster.
Unable to get any definite news about wizards, Luan felt slightly disappointed.
But hearing that Spellcasters traded items with people from the Mages Association gave Luan another reason to look forward to it.
Limited by his age, Luan's understanding of the current world was far less extensive than that of these organized people.
Though he had discovered the Great Willow Tree, the Great Serpent, and the Magical White Horse, they had merely lifted one corner of this world's magic.
He desperately wanted to gain more knowledge.
And now, it seemed the most likely way for him to obtain that knowledge was through the people of the Mages Association.
"I think you should still keep your guard up around those people."
Seeing what Luan was thinking, Zalan cautioned him.
"Why?" Luan turned his head and asked curiously.
"They have no ties, no faith, and strength far beyond ordinary people. That makes them an extremely dangerous group."
In Zalan's eyes, the Mages Association was a group that neither pledged