Charles heard every word of the discussion behind him.
Why was the pressure so strong?
Of course, it was because Charles was a third-ring wizard and an upper-ranking Balor. Even now, Charles could not fully control that aura of fear, which was also why so many wizards misunderstood him.
Charles had not yet reached the registration desk.
Yet all the Isata attendants inside had risen to their feet.
Even those busy at work had put down what they were doing and respectfully bowed to Charles.
Charles thought with feeling, So this is the treatment a third-ring Grand Wizard receives.
If I become a fourth-ring Sage, just how awesome would that scene be!
In the past, Charles had been just like the wizards he had met today, having to bow whenever he encountered a third-ring Grand Wizard.
Fortunately, Charles had either been studying under Anderson or fighting in other planes.
Besides, third-ring Grand Wizards rarely wandered about outside.
Otherwise, he had no idea how many times he would have to bend over and bow in a single year.
After Charles explained his purpose to the attendants here.
A second-ring wizard respectfully stepped forward and invited Charles, "Grand Wizard, please come with me."
"The registration of a third-ring Grand Wizard requires a Sage to bear witness."
"Please wait in the lounge."
Charles nodded slightly and followed him into a luxurious lounge.
Charles asked, "About how long will I need to wait?"
The second-ring wizard's expression did not change as he said, "Grand Wizard, I cannot be certain of the time. It may be several days, or perhaps over ten days."
"However, you need not worry. A wizard Sage is resting at the top of the tower."
"When the Sage has time, he will come down."
Seeing this, Charles could only nod and