In the garden of the Glazed Garden Castle, under the jurisdiction of the Elder Council, Antoine said to his grandfather, Fischer Wizard, "Grandpa, I want to go to the Combat Purgatory controlled by the Elder Council."
"There's still half a year until the Plane Conquest Competition. Going to the Combat Purgatory should be enough to raise my strength to the state most suitable for participating in that competition."
Fischer Wizard froze for a moment. "Antoine, you're willing to go too? You're Grandpa's most beloved grandson. Of my hundreds of grandchildren, you're the only one I like."
"This world was born for you. As long as you're willing, even if the Academy Head steps in, I won't let you participate in the Plane Conquest Tournament and become Locke Augustine's foil."
Fischer Wizard said calmly, "Recently, I've sent people to investigate that wizard's past. I still can't believe he's a wizard who grew up normally. His teacher, former classmates, and everything else from his past will all be investigated by us. None of his secrets will remain hidden."
"Don't worry. Grandpa will stand up for you."
Antoine glanced at Fischer Wizard without stopping him. He was merely the reincarnated and re-cultivated form of a Third-Ring Wizard, not currently a Third-Ring Wizard.
Therefore, he couldn't defy the will of the Third-Ring Wizard before him.
A Third-Ring Wizard's Crown Magic possessed the characteristic of resisting the erosion of time. Even after ten reincarnations, it wouldn't be completely erased.
Although that Crown Magic had weathered the vicissitudes of time and was now in a state of ruin, once a Third-Ring Wizard, always a Third-Ring Wizard.
Perhaps he would need to go through ten cycles of reincarnation before he completely lost the special spirituality brought to him by the Crown Magic.
On a relatively short time