The So-Called Direct Lineage of the Sect

When Wizard Noren's ancient and profound figure appeared at the entrance to the palace, no reminder was needed. Every wizard in the hall, regardless of seniority or strength, bowed in unison, expressing their utmost reverence for this Level 8 Wizard.

Benjamin bowed along with the others, but his gaze lingered on Wizard Noren for a moment longer.

At first, he truly had not expected Wizard Noren to come here. From the sound of it, he was also Grand Mentor Anton Buchanan's mentor.

Benjamin's mind raced, and he instantly grasped the key to it all.

Noren Workshop had always established itself and upheld its orthodox development through the wizardry of the Logistics Department.

Its three pillar disciplines—Alchemy, runes, and Magic Potions—were even more renowned far and wide.

As the Workshop's founder, Wizard Noren himself was surely someone who had delved into Logistics Department wizardry to its very limits.

His mastery of Alchemy, and even his personal instruction of a peak Alchemy Department grand wizard like Anton Buchanan, were entirely natural.

"Hiss!!!"

A thought flashed through Benjamin's mind like lightning, nearly making him lose the calm expression on his face:

"So, according to the classifications in those popular novels... I, Benjamin, am Clark's disciple. Clark studied under Anton Buchanan. Anton Buchanan studied under Noren... Doesn't that make me the direct lineage within the direct lineage of Noren Workshop's founder? The legendary 'sect leader's direct lineage'? The kind of background where beating up the little one brings out a whole string of old monsters?"

This status filled Benjamin with countless emotions for a moment, leaving him with a strange sense of absurdity.

However, that feeling vanished like smoke after only a few breaths.

He quickly came to his senses. Background was just background. In the vast and boundless multiverse, danger lurked everywhere.

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