Wizard Stoffen said, "Bring those over for me to see as well."
"Yes, Lord Wizard Stoffen."
The head of the enforcement team brought over another batch of potions.
Stofen's gaze swept over the bottles one by one.
Suddenly, Stoffen's eyes stopped on one of the potions, and his expression turned agitated. "This scent... it is the scent of dragon blood."
"This one."
Stofen reached out, picked up the potion, and said, "I will take this one."
The enforcement team leader did not dare refuse. "Please, take it, Wizard Stoffen."
With a crisp sound, the door was opened.
Leo, who was drinking blood-pressure-lowering tea, looked over.
He had thought the visitor would be someone he knew.
But the person who came in was an unfamiliar Wizard.
"Wizard Sajia, I will take my leave first."
The First-Rank Wizard Apprentice who had opened the door for Sajia cast Leo a slightly teasing look.
Sajia slowly walked toward Leo.
As Sajia drew closer.
His own Magical Pressure gradually spread outward.
"Leo Danville, although this is not our first meeting, this is the first time I have spoken with you."
Sajia stopped before Leo.
A feeling of having to look up rose spontaneously in Leo's heart.
As a Prossian, unless the other person was also a Prossian, or else a demi-human, no one could overpower him in height.
The Wizard before him was no exception.
In truth, he only came up to Leo's shoulder.
Yet in Leo's eyes, this Wizard seemed extraordinarily "tall."
He had even gone beyond the very concept of tallness, like a god towering ten thousand zhang into the heavens.
Leo raised a brow. "My lord Formal Wizard, it seems I do not know you."
"Mm, you truly do not know me. But that is all right... After today, you will remember