Given the mysterious nature of High-Rank Wizards, the other side-the Savens Family of the Myriad Stars Domain-might not even be able to confirm whether the Vango Family's Four-Ring Wizard had truly disappeared. Both families had been in decline for a century, and each had only one Four-Ring Wizard. Four-Ring Wizards generally stayed out of mundane affairs, so they usually did not serve as family heads.
In these Wizard Families, the best candidates for family head were generally sufficiently rational Old Wizards who had grown up within the family, could recognize that their potential was exhausted, and no longer devoted themselves to advancing further.
As Ruger considered this, he casually put the book in his hand away in his Bedroom Space.
Although he felt that nothing was settled yet, trouble was certainly unavoidable. Interests were the root of everything. What did it matter if a family was in decline? All it had to do was swallow up a neighbor, and it could rally and achieve glory once more.
"I heard there's a huge Spell Practice Ground beneath the castle." Big Guy looked at Ruger, his eyes gleaming.
Ruger glanced at him and continued drinking the tea he had brought to his lips.
Suddenly, his eyes shifted.
"Since we're in the Vango Family's home, it's only proper for us as guests to ask our hosts to accompany us. I think Lord Dalton, who brought us to the castle, would be a fine choice. He's a Three-Ring Wizard, so you'll be able to let loose more freely and get better acquainted with your new self. Both you and he will gain a better understanding of you," Ruger said with a smile.
He certainly had no time to spare accompanying a big fellow to make noise in the castle.
Besides, it was time for