Only Wizards would think of choosing a suitable spot inside an enormous insect nest, building a home there, and using the resources at hand to achieve a strange harmony. Only Wizards could actually do it.
And they had even built such a beautiful castle.
Long-established Wizard families often could not conceal the foul smell of their decline, but that did not mean the ancestors who founded them had been the same.
Likewise, the many shortcomings of Wizard families did not mean they had no admirable qualities.
Wizards faced the Underground Caverns in different ways and on different levels. They conversed with the Underground Caverns and made their homes there, their varied ways of life coming together to form the vast Cavern World. Countless intertwined colors made up the Wizard civilization of the Underground Caverns, sometimes cruel, sometimes splendid.
Much like Miss Phyllis, who sometimes treated Ruger warmly and sometimes went to walk beside Mahama.
That let Ruger breathe a long sigh of relief. He was not very good at dealing with people who suddenly became enthusiastic, especially strangers.
Throughout their walk, Miss Phyllis, a One-Ring Wizard, had clearly spent more time beside Mahama, constantly looking him up and down. She seemed very curious about why he had grown so big. Beside him, her tall elder sister looked positively tiny.
As expected, the meal in the side hall consisted of all sorts of insects.
Of course, as the most distinguished rulers of this Cavern Domain, they had most of the Insect Meat ingredients prepared very well, apart from a few deliberately preserved specialties, in keeping with what they called elegance. This was another major difference between Wizard families and other Wizards. Most family Wizards enjoyed an aristocratic life of pleasure alongside their pursuits as Wizards, a far greater proportion than among