Annan wanted to see his future territory.
Dean Breichim agreed. He released an Eagle and cast Haste Spell on it, making it their Anchor Point.
The difference between Dean and Mr. Swaro was clear from the way they cast spells: having set foot on the path to becoming Legendary, Mr. Swaro had begun to master some of its rules, while Breichim still cast spells the conventional way.
"Mr. Annan, will you stay at Solz Magic Academy after the Championship Tournament?"
Annan thought for a moment. "That depends on whether they hold the Imperial Championship again."
A Golden Invitation cost 700 gold Narls, and Annan had made 15,000 gold Narls from one Lower Hive Contest. He had no reason not to compete again—
"One more thing. Could you help me find out where the Elfkind migrating south from the Northern Frontier went?"
"I happen to know about that..." Dean Breichim said. "The Elven Royal Court summoned all the Elfkind in the Northern Frontier back."
"Where is the Royal Court?"
"Wilhelm."
Wilhelm belonged not only to humans, but to many other races as well.
"I remember the requirements for entering Wilhelm are strict..." Annan worried that the Elf Mentor might not have left the Northern Frontier in time.
"Don't worry, Mr. Annan. As the Champion, you qualify to enter. But if you're looking for the migrating Elfkind, you can find them around the Royal Court—in the Forest Mountains of Gem Bay, to the Empire's north, east, and west."
"...No need." Annan shook his head.
Once the Magic Film went on sale, the Elf Mentor would see it and come looking for him.
The Eagle would take some time to reach Gem Bay, so Annan returned to the Beach for now and rented a wooden boat to take out to sea.
When the