Baus was a Level-1 Magician registered with the Empire, and he came from Francina City.
Francina City was one of the sub-provincial county cities in the southern Ebarute Empire, with a population numbering in the millions.
The population of this city alone was nearly equal to the total population of certain human kingdoms in remote regions of the Wizard World.
Yet within the Ebarute Empire, there were countless gigantic cities like Francina.
On the Empire's city rankings, Francina City could not even squeeze into the top hundred.
No, perhaps it could not even make the top thousand.
Baus was a very ordinary magician. Though he had already advanced to Level 1 and was a lofty Formal Magician in the eyes of countless commoners and Magic Apprentices, he was truly "ordinary."
Having graduated from the Francina Second Public Magic Academy in the Empire's south, he was exactly 120 years old this year. His current position was working for the Imperial Academy.
"I'm truly envious of those magicians from Holy Tower Academies. An ordinary person like me has no idea when I'll be able to own a complete private laboratory of my own." Standing on the deck of the floating ship, Baus gazed into the azure horizon and sighed.
As one of Wizard Civilization's top powers, the Ebarute Empire not only possessed a vast number of Imperial Public Magic Academies, but also the greatest number of Holy Tower organizations in the Wizard World.
The cradle of magical civilization, the brightest pearl in Wizard Civilization's palm—these were all titles of the Ebarute Empire.
Although more than seventy percent of the reason the Ebarute Empire possessed such formidable magical strength could be attributed to its implementation of the Public Magic Academy system.
To speak truthfully, however, nearly every magician and magic apprentice graduating from