Benjamin swept his gaze over the room and only then realized that David was not the only one who had come.
A little farther away stood several figures who were familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar—Seraphina, Kaelen, Anya, and Rex.
Back then, these four had been super geniuses with recognized Level 10 talent, as famous as David among Noren Workshop's "new generation," basking in limitless glory.
Yet during that decisive Elite Trial, they had been firmly overshadowed by Benjamin, who had emerged out of nowhere.
Only David had performed reasonably well, salvaging a measure of face for their "genius group."
Counting carefully, it had been nearly a thousand years since he had last met Seraphina and the others after the trial ended.
David had still had some dealings with Benjamin because he had helped settle the Natives of Eloria—now Noren Plane 147.
But over the past few centuries, as their respective campaigns and research assignments had grown increasingly demanding, their contact had gradually dwindled as well.
That was perfectly commonplace in the Wizard World.
Plane wars that lasted centuries at a time, coupled with wizards losing all sense of time once immersed in their research, meant that old friends rarely gathered. It was an everyday occurrence.
Benjamin's spiritual power stirred slightly, and his perception quietly spread outward.
The spiritual force fields emanating from David, Seraphina, Kaelen, Anya, and Rex were solid and immense, each bearing its own distinct special inclination.
They had clearly all successfully grasped the rules and stepped into the ranks of Level 3 Wizards.
To be fair, in this conference room that had gathered the finest talents Noren Academy No. 147 had produced over several centuries, Level 3 Wizards were not particularly remarkable. One could even say their levels were somewhat low.
Even without counting the other elites of