Because the two beside him were being so lovey-dovey, Benjamin instinctively looked away.
He had only given a casual glance, but his gaze suddenly halted.
Because there were two more people behind Mentor Castillo.
They had been standing there all along, yet Benjamin had not noticed them before!
They were two rather unremarkable-looking wizards.
One wore a gray-white robe, with a calm face and eyes as deep as an abyss.
The other was a middle-aged woman with no obvious energy fluctuations around her.
Yet the instant Benjamin looked over, she happened to raise her head as well.
Their eyes met, and Benjamin's Spirit Sea trembled faintly.
In that instant, he almost instinctively became certain of one thing.
Level 8.
These two were both genuine Level 8 Wizards!
The two wizards smiled amiably at Benjamin, then turned to look in another direction.
There, Wizard Noren was also watching them, while the smile on Grand Mentor Anton's face had faded somewhat.
Only then did Benjamin suddenly realize why he had instinctively overlooked Wizard Noren and Grand Mentor Anton earlier. These two had already been "confronting" the other side.
Of course, calling it a confrontation was not quite right. The atmosphere between both sides could even be considered friendly.
Yet even though both sides had tacitly reined in their pressure, simply standing there made the air seem to freeze solid.
Mentor Castillo noticed this and walked over with a smile.
"I nearly forgot the introductions." She pointed at the two wizards.
"These two are the true upper echelon of our lineage. They are also my mentor and my martial uncle. My mentor is Morin, and my martial uncle is Aislin." Benjamin's heart tightened slightly.
In other words...
These two were the Level 8 Wizards of Mentor Castillo's lineage.
"This is Wizard Noren," Castillo