The two Level 6 Wizards exchanged a glance, seeing the same alarm in each other's eyes.
When they had stood in the square chatting and shaking hands with Benjamin, they had been the closest to him and sensed him most clearly.
At such close range, the fluctuations of power Benjamin had suppressed within his body were simply beyond imagination.
During their conversation with Benjamin, their senses had not detected any deliberate release of pressure.
On the contrary, his aura had been restrained without a single leak.
But precisely because it was so clean, Wizards of their level found it hair-raising.
"Terrifying." One of them finally spoke, his spiritual fluctuations several degrees more hurried than usual. "I cannot understand why a Level 5 Wizard can make people feel this way. His power fluctuations are buried extremely deep. If I had not come into contact with him at close range just now, I would not have sensed them at all. But once I did... I even felt fear."
"His... strength is absurdly exaggerated," the other added, a bitter smile in his voice. "If I faced an enemy like that on a battlefield, I might already have been dead."
"Patriarch, I suddenly feel that calling him here this time was rather wasteful."
"I think so too."
"You are right..."
Listening to the two Level 6 Wizards, the Colmar Family patriarch could not help sighing, regret showing in his eyes as well.
"Far too wasteful..."
Benjamin followed the Colmar Family Wizard leading the way through a long corridor, still wearing the flawless, proper smile he had worn in the square.
When the Wizard turned to push open the next door, Benjamin swiftly raised a hand and lightly pinched the bridge of his nose.
...Weren't these people a little too enthusiastic?!
Those three Level 6