With Augusta's current strength, she had already risen to a fairly prominent position among Level 5 Wizards.
Although there was still a gap between her and Benjamin, the potential she had displayed was truly not to be underestimated.
Judging from the willpower and potential Augusta had shown, she had even surpassed David, whose aptitude had once been greater than hers.
Benjamin was sincerely pleased by Augusta's desire to surpass him. After all, in the Immortal Cultivation World, this would have been called meeting a fellow traveler on the same path.
"Come to think of it," Benjamin suddenly thought of a question and turned to look at her. "Why did you come to this banquet? I remember you and David didn't seem to have much of a connection."
In his impression, although Augusta and David had crossed paths during several missions, they were only nodding acquaintances. They should have been far from close enough for her to be invited to the wedding.
"I wasn't invited." Augusta spoke casually, raising a hand to point somewhere deep within the banquet grounds. "I just came out for a stroll with my grandfather."
Benjamin followed the direction she pointed.
His gaze passed through the crowd, over the fountain and flowerbeds, before finally settling on a resting area deep within the banquet grounds, enclosed by several carved pillars. A handsome wizard was seated there, speaking quietly with several Level 7 Wizards.
His posture was not particularly proper. He even leaned casually against the back of his chair, holding half a cup of steaming tea. As he spoke with the others, his gestures were calm and unhurried.
It was Wizard Augusta.
A Level 7 Wizard, Mentor Clark's senior brother, and thus Benjamin's martial uncle.
Even from so far away, the aura naturally spilling from a Level 7