Wizard Tower's reception hall.
Libesha quickly arrived at the entrance with Schetter.
As they walked, Schetter's heart trembled with lingering fear. This Wizard Tower was too grand, too magnificent, too mysterious. With his own perception, he could not discern the slightest hint of what was real and what was not. The elements were dense everywhere, the energies complex. One careless misstep, and it felt as though he might fall into a boundless hell.
Upon reaching the reception hall, the energy density was somewhat lower, finally making it less terrifying.
At this moment, Libesha gave a bow and slowly withdrew.
Standing at the doorway, Schetter let out a slight breath of relief before slowly walking inside.
The reception hall contained a small table for two, with fruit, drinks, and the like upon it. Yet three people stood inside. The instant Schetter swept his gaze over them, his heart skipped a beat.
Glaite and Eugene, those two Level Six Wizards, were here too?
Dole stood in the middle, chatting with them in low voices.
After Schetter entered, Dole looked at him, walked over to the table, and took his seat first. Then he said slowly, "We were discussing the rainforest this morning, and by noon, you had arrived. What a coincidence. The affairs of the rainforest concern the livelihoods of tens of thousands of villages. I imagine Wizard Schetter came prepared today."
Schetter had long since prepared himself, even rehearsing what he would say. Yet faced with this situation, he suddenly did not know how to put it.
He could hardly say, With the foundation you laid, conditions in the rainforest have improved more and more. We want to build something there, climb onto your shoulders and rise to power, and afterward merely supply you with medicinal herbs. If he said that,