Wizard Georta was the first of the Third-Ring Wizards to speak. After Locke entered the room, he took the initiative and said, "I'm Georta. Like you, I'm also a Breeder. I was the teacher's earliest disciple."
"I've followed Teacher Catherine since she was an ordinary Second-Ring Wizard. Back then, we weren't in the Cloud Marsh Wetland, but along the Heaven River Coast."
Georta was an old wizard with a face covered in white whiskers. He looked very old, and his age was clearly advanced, yet he merely looked at Locke with a kindly smile.
He wore a gorgeous wizard's robe like an elder's and held a peachwood staff. He also seemed too old, for his back was hunched and he did not appear very tall.
"I haven't amounted to much. I'm just an ordinary peach grower. My Great Magic is one of Golden Crown Mountain's two dry peaches, the Clear-Singing Peach. Eating one clears the soul, grants immunity to Mind School and Enchantment School magic, and also protects against many forms of mental confusion and control found in dangerous worlds—"
"That's because my peach orchard is called the Singing Peach Garden."
"I like selling peaches, peach gum, and peach pits. I'm merely following Teacher Catherine's footsteps."
Georta the Great Wizard seemed extremely modest. As he spoke, his white whiskers fluttered, but Locke saw a Plane Principle drifting from his body. It looked extraordinarily powerful and extraordinary.
He merely came near Locke and spoke a few words to him, yet that caused the Root Realm to elevate his Great Magic and made the surrounding Botanical Magic become incomparably active.
Georta the Great Wizard sighed. "I've lived in vain for more than nine hundred years. I'm probably destined to stop here for the rest of my life. These days, I'm in Golden