"Junior Sister, are you sure Master told us to gather three months ago?" In the top-floor hall of the Azure Flame Holy Tower, the tardy Level-5 Magician Gagaru turned and asked his junior sister Pinas.
More than three months had passed since Saine and the others arrived at the Azure Flame Holy Tower.
Yet strangely, Cuilisi, the Level-6 Magician leading this sect gathering, had failed to show herself for over three consecutive months.
It was not only Cuilisi. Luluenman, Gagaru and the others' youngest junior sister, had not appeared either.
More than two months ago, Pinas had asked Luluenman where they were and when they would show up.
Luluenman's answer had been, "Soon."
But two months had passed without any sign of Luluenman or the others, leaving Gagaru rather baffled.
"Hiss... I think it was three months ago?"
"Could we have gotten the year wrong? Maybe Master told us to come next year?" Pinas said, rolling her eyes. She wore numerous Metal Rings and had many strange tattoos across her skin.
Could Level-4 and Level-5 Magicians really misremember the time?
The exchange between Gagaru and Pinas sounded more like they were making excuses for their master.
It was not that Cuilisi had forgotten this whole group of descendants. It was simply that the questions Saine had raised over the past few months were far too tricky.
For some of them, even Cuilisi had to ponder for quite a while before she could give him an accurate answer.
Teaching disciples was not a process where one side took without limit while the other gave without limit.
In fact, while teaching her disciples, Cuilisi herself often gained new insights and bursts of inspiration for experiments.
Luluenman lamented that disciples were difficult to teach, never realizing that she had once given Cuilisi the