Everyone Owes Thanks to the Tower Master

In the classroom.

A third-circle wizard was somewhat dazed.

He had once met Charles at close range.

At that time, Charles had only just advanced to become a third-circle wizard.

This wizard had been accepting missions in the tower back then.

And Charles, having just advanced to the third circle, had come to the tower to register.

At the time, this third-circle wizard had still marveled at how young this newly advanced third-circle grand wizard was.

Who would have thought that only a few short decades later—

That third-circle grand wizard of old had already become a sixth-circle grand wizard Sage.

The wizard thought, Grand Sage Charles advances far too quickly.

Is he advancing through the Sage ranks? How is he even faster than I am at learning a third-circle spell?

If I had even one-tenth of Sage Charles's advancement speed, I'd be happy enough to fly into the sky.

Perhaps I could become a fourth-circle wizard Sage too!

Sage Webster looked at the students below the stage.

In truth, he was the one most deeply moved.

Because when he had first met Charles, Charles had only been a second-circle wizard.

Back then, Charles had not even had the chance to attend one of his lectures in person.

Over the course of a year, he had attended only a handful of classes.

After all these years, he was still a fourth-circle wizard, while Charles had already become a sixth-circle grand wizard.

Sage Webster quietly watched the enormous Abyss Gate in the sky.

He slowly said, "All right, today's lesson ends here."

"Make your preparations. Come with me to welcome Grand Sage Charles."

"Yes, Sage!" All the third-circle wizards rose to their feet.

They appeared in the upper levels of Isata.

From there, they could see the Abyss Gate slowly opening.