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The two arrived together at a quiet reception room in the Academy.
After taking their seats, Augusta did not beat around the bush. She went straight to the point. "My Lineage recently discovered a new plane."
Benjamin's expression shifted slightly at those words.
For any wizard Lineage, a new plane represented an immense and tantalizing profit.
Augusta continued, "For now, we've only discovered that the plane exists. We haven't even calculated its exact spatial coordinates yet, much less gathered detailed scouting information—though barring any surprises, my Lineage intends to send me to explore it."
Benjamin nodded unconsciously.
Given Augusta's combat strength, the power of an ordinary plane's internal civilization would indeed pose little trouble for her.
As for the so-called "surprises" she mentioned, they were nothing more than discovering that the plane possessed an eighth-rank combatant.
But that possibility was far too low. The region where Noren Workshop was located counted as the heartland of Wizard Civilization, and the planes that could still be found were fish that had slipped through the net after being combed over again and again.
The odds of such a plane containing an eighth-rank combatant were simply too small.
"So, you came to me this time because—?" Benjamin was beginning to understand Augusta's intentions.
Augusta nodded and said directly, "I hope to hire you to help me deal with this plane."
At that, Augusta sighed softly, her tone carrying a trace of helplessness. "I'm not worried about the plane having any high-ranking powerhouses. As long as they aren't eighth-rank, I can handle them."
"But we both know that the real trouble in conquering a plane is the vast number of low- and mid-rank lifeforms in that world. Once the war begins, they'll surge forward like an endless tide. And I—I'm only good