After arranging everything in the Abyss World,
Charles began preparing to return to the Wizard World.
There was only a little over a year left until the meeting.
During this time, aside from absorbing the power of faith, he would occasionally control his puppet to contact his teacher, Anderson.
Thus, through Anderson, he had learned quite a bit about Isata's current situation.
In the war between the two wizard academies, Isata and White Mountain Boros,
countless lives had already died on the battlefield.
Even a great many wizards had perished.
Yet Charles knew that the deaths of those lives were utterly meaningless.
Their existence and deaths—even the existence of this war—were merely an excuse.
The ones who could truly decide all this were the two Sixth-Ring Wizards.
Pushton and Archibald.
And not only them, but also those standing behind them.
Yet the war continued. Millions upon millions, even tens of millions more lives, would die in this war.
The two wizard academies and their many wizards
had actually been conducting planar wars in numerous places.
Once the war between the two academies began, many subordinate planes had conscripted vast numbers of warriors for the battlefield.
They became currency in the hands of wizards, bleeding dry their last drop of blood for the Wizard World.
If they knew their deaths meant nothing, who knew what they would think.
Isata.
The once-prosperous Isata had now become far more desolate.
Yet many wizards still studied and went about their activities here.
No matter how fierce the war at the front was, the training of future wizards could not be abandoned.
For many wizards, this was even an opportunity.
Many apprentices had originally had no chance of becoming wizards.
But because of the needs of war, because of its sacrifices,
many First-Ring wizard