Jia Xiu and the others had applied for a chance to sit in on a Caster Association meeting.
They did not have any particular reason. They were just curious.
Jia Xiu had never attended such a formal meeting before. Just the name made it sound incredibly impressive.
He wondered how a meeting attended by representatives from every nation and organization would differ from those academic conferences.
Would the tea break be more lavish? Would there be souvenirs they could swipe?
As the saying went, you never left a conference empty-handed.
Besides, the entire meeting revolved around his proposal. It was perfectly reasonable to sit in and get firsthand information on how the proposal would be applied.
President Le Mei approved their application with remarkable ease and assigned a secretary to assist them.
The secretary at Association headquarters did not look like an ordinary person either.
The moment they met, Jia Xiu could tell that this secretary's spellcasting ability was quite formidable. In some smaller region, they could probably have owned their own Mage Tower and become the chief caster of some territory, or a core member of a medium-sized adventuring party. That kind of life should have been more comfortable than working here.
Still, it made sense. A secretary serving an important figure in the Caster Association needed a solid magical foundation. Communication would be troublesome with an outsider.
Beyond their respectable magical strength, one of their colleagues had just been exposed as a Devil Race infiltrator and, in the blink of an eye, become a former colleague. Yet after such a major incident, this secretary still appeared calm and composed, as though nothing had happened. Their mental fortitude was excellent as well.
Even their appearance stood out. Perhaps positions like this at the Caster Association screened applicants by looks