It was somewhat like what Sajia had said.
Augusta did not want other Formal Wizards to become Second-Circle Wizards faster than him.
Combined with Stofen's words, perhaps advancing to the Second Circle truly required some resource with a limited quantity.
But was that really all there was to it?
If it were merely about restricting others from advancing to the Second Circle, was there any need for Augusta and the other two to establish the Tower of Dawn and cultivate so many First-Circle Wizards?
One had to know that when Augusta and the others arrived in the Sinking Light Sea several centuries ago, they had already been invincible beneath the heavens.
Back then, the natives of the Sinking Light Sea had been utterly powerless before three formidable Formal Wizards.
Under such circumstances, Augusta had still cultivated the Formal Wizards of today. Yet only after they advanced into Formal Wizards did he restrict their progress, and even while restricting their advancement, he still indulged them in treating other First-Rank Wizard Apprentices as food to strengthen themselves.
Leo pondered slightly.
He vaguely felt that Augusta's scheme likely held an even deeper meaning.
"I am only a First-Rank Wizard Apprentice right now. This is not something I need to worry about."
"Perhaps only after I become a Formal Wizard will I learn some of the reasons behind it."
Leo thought to himself.
After all, even someone like Stofen, who stood at the pinnacle of Formal Wizards, could only speculate about Augusta's plans.
For other Wizards to come into contact with the truth behind it would not be so simple.
"And the most urgent matter now is to find Ink Gold as quickly as possible."
After hearing Nova speak of Ink Gold's origins, Leo had tried searching for it in the library himself.
Though