Wizard Starfall's soul floated briskly out of the lounge and headed for the control room to connect to the Magic Network.
The alloy door slid shut without a sound, leaving only Clark, Viola, and Benjamin—the master and his two students—inside.
Almost the instant the door closed, Benjamin keenly sensed a subtle yet unmistakable change in the atmosphere of the room.
It was not hostility or tension, but a kind of... stillness.
The stillness that came after discussing relatively "private" or "technical" matters, when it was time to face a more serious subject.
Even the air seemed to grow heavier.
Benjamin instinctively straightened his back. His gaze drifted toward Mentor Clark, who was still sipping his hot drink at an unhurried pace, before he looked at Viola beside him.
Senior Viola had clearly noticed it as well. The lively expression brought on by her playful exchange with Starfall swiftly faded. Her brows drew together slightly, and her eyes became sharp and focused.
"Cough."
Mentor Clark gently set down the metal cup in his hand. Its base made a crisp, faint sound as it touched the tabletop.
He raised his eyes and calmly swept his gaze over his two students. In an even tone, he spoke words enough to make any member of Noren Workshop's heart tremble.
"Make some preparations in advance. Before long, Noren Workshop will go to war with the Tower of Silence and the Chaos Cult."
Benjamin's heart jolted, and he blurted out in astonishment, "War? With the Tower of Silence and the Chaos Cult? Why?"
In his understanding and experience, Noren Workshop had always maintained a fairly harmonious relationship with those two wizard forces, which were likewise under the Star Ring Federation. They could even be called close partners.
The most direct proof was the "junction point."
That