'An Advanced Wizard Apprentice...'
Wei'en took out his Intelligence Officer tools and thought, 'This is pretty good progress.'
More than three months had passed since he arrived in the Caster City State.
Considering the pace of the Ghost Meditation Technique, shouldn't those prodigies who entered the school directly have also been promoted to Advanced Apprentice after a hundred-odd days?
That's what he thought, but Wei'en had no idea that his promotion speed not only far surpassed his peers but had even triggered the school's death knell to sound as an unusual alarm.
However, even if he had known, he wouldn't have chosen to suppress his advancement speed. The danger in the Caster City State had long surpassed his initial estimates. If his power had grown any slower, he wouldn't have to wait for some future doom—he would have been finished today at Ceres Manor.
BUZZ BUZZ—
'Something's here?'
