"Young man, are you willing to take me as your master and accept my legacy?"
Though he still called him "young man," the mysterious man's tone had become steady, no longer so frivolous.
"What can you teach me?"
The mysterious ghost did not answer. Instead, he asked Cypher a question.
"Do you know what the three realms of wizards are?"
Cypher slowly shook his head, then nodded again. He did not know what the three realms were, but he seemed to understand something.
"Over the past several thousand years, there have been all kinds of names for them, so I will not explain every one of them to you."
"The first realm is being able to cast magic through your own power alone."
"I can tell that the wand in your hand helps you cast magic better, but if you can only cast magic with its help, then in our time, you would have been called a wizard apprentice."
"The second realm is being able to communicate with the natural magic power of the outside world, using only a tiny portion of your own magic power as a guide. With a very small cost, you can create tremendously powerful magic."
"You do not look surprised at all. You can already do that, can't you? The younger generation is truly formidable. You are almost catching up to me at your age."
"The third realm is difficult to explain. I like to call it the realm of domains."
"Its upper limit is incredibly high. You can disrupt timelines and threads of fate. Within your domain, these obscure magical powers will obey you as easily as your own limbs."
"The greatest wizards all compete through their domains."
"I have said so much. Are you willing to take me as your master?"
Cypher fell