"Baron Nalant, thank you for your generosity!" Carlisle was an old fox himself, and he now knew that Nalant had become the foremost practitioner of spatial magic.
Moreover, not only did he cultivate both magic and martial power, he was also a Magister. His future prospects were limitless, so being able to reconcile with him was undoubtedly a good thing.
A smile immediately spread across his face.
After a pause, Carlisle continued, "Baron Nalant, now that you have become a Magister, you are an absolutely respected figure even on our Sacred Continent."
"If Baron Nalant is willing, I shall, on behalf of Sacred Magic Academy, extend an invitation to you."
"We invite you to join Sacred Magic Academy."
"Join Sacred Magic Academy? Sorry, I have no such plans for the time being!" Nalant shook his head directly.
Carlisle froze, not expecting Nalant to refuse.
In Carlisle's eyes, this was an offer no ordinary mage could refuse.
With the identity of Sacred Magic Academy, he would have Sacred Magic Academy's protection from then on.
Especially now that Nalant had killed the Bach Empire's First Prince.
If Nalant joined Sacred Magic Academy, though they could not guarantee what would happen to his territory—
They could absolutely guarantee Nalant's personal safety.
Of course, he was not truly being so selfless, wishing to protect the safety of Nalant, a mage.
Rather, because Nalant had offended the Bach Empire, this was the perfect opportunity to ensure that Nalant could not escape Sacred Magic Academy's protection.
As for how Nalant cultivated spatial magic and how he achieved dual cultivation of magic and martial power—
Sacred Magic Academy would then be able to investigate those secrets.
With his life under threat, Nalant presumably would not dare keep completely tight-lipped.
Especially for someone like himself, who was now