Having resolved the doubts in his heart and arranged everything, Benjamin also obtained the coordinates from Noren. The two Level 8 Wizards were preparing to leave when Grand Mentor Anton suddenly seemed to remember something.
"Right." With a flick of his wrist, a Space Ring flew out.
Smack.
It landed squarely on the experimental table between Benjamin and Viola.
"This is the compensation those old fogies gave. Since you juniors earned it, keep it."
With that, Grand Mentor Anton clasped his hands behind his back and left without looking back.
Wizard Noren nodded at the group and followed after him.
The two quickly disappeared through the laboratory entrance.
Benjamin lowered his head to glance at the Space Ring, then looked up at Clark and Castillo. Subconsciously, he held the ring out to them. "Then... Mentor..."
Yet neither of them took it. Clark shook his head expressionlessly, while Castillo merely smiled.
"I still have quite a few matters to handle. Although the other trivial affairs have already been settled, the plane I have in the Crimson Court still needs to be relocated. That will take some time."
As she spoke, the smile on her face softened. "Once everything has stabilized, preparations for my wedding with your mentor can more or less begin. I'll invite you then."
With that, she gently pushed the ring toward Benjamin and Viola.
"This is the compensation from the Decay Lineage. You can handle it yourselves."
Viola looked at the ring. "Mentor, you don't want it?"
Clark shook his head. "Judging from that Spatial Fold Beast's traits, they were probably targeting you and Benjamin. Then this is their apology to you two. What would I take it for?"
Castillo also patted Viola on the shoulder. "Split it between yourselves."
Afterward, Castillo glanced at Clark again. Clark gave