The names Linde, Frisk, and Carlret swept through the entire community of mages like a storm.
Their group rose to fame, drawing every eye like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Behind this wave of excitement, the incident involving the Great Dragon was undoubtedly the strongest driving force.
Rumors spread far and wide that these three fearless heroes had successfully slain the terrifying Great Dragon.
Filled with curiosity and admiration for their feat, people passed the legendary tale from mouth to mouth.
It was worth noting, however, that Yogg, who had also taken part, had strongly insisted on being left out, so none of the reports mentioned him.
Perhaps keeping a low profile was what Yogg wanted.
But fame was not necessarily all good.
Now, up-and-coming mages from all over the world who heard of their deeds wanted to see these three heroes for themselves.
Requests to visit poured in like snowflakes, leaving them struggling to keep up.
All sorts of mages sought them out to exchange insights and experiences, hoping to improve their own skills.
Their once peaceful, orderly lives were disrupted, and their packed schedules often left them with no time for their regular teaching duties.
The students had this to say:
Although their lessons were very useful, everyone broke into "sorrowful" smiles when they learned that those two teachers had finally been called away.
The demonic teachers were finally gone!
"Are you really a mage?" Linde looked the unremarkable man before him up and down, his face full of suspicion.
The man nodded slightly in confirmation. "Indeed, I am a mage. I have come today to seek your guidance on magic. I hope you will generously share your wisdom by writing down the magical insights you have gained over the years and giving them to