Fairytown was a strange alliance of wizard organizations in the southern wizarding region. Or rather, it was just a concept formed by many wizard organizations who were willing to accept the concept. In addition, some sorcerer organizations were too weak. They joined the Sorcerer Alliance in order to protect themselves under the encirclement of other powerful forces.
Greya's organization was called "Candy House in the Forest". Candy House had joined Fairytown 400 years ago. Among the many organizations under Fairytown's jurisdiction, it was one of a kind. Most gourmet wizards in the southern wizarding region came from Candy House.
The difficulty of becoming a gourmet wizard was one of the highest among all Occultists. So far, there were less than ten gourmet wizards in the southern wizarding region. Greya, on the other hand, was one of the best Gourmet Wizards in the world.
"Greya isn't that strong, but her spells are so strange that even Bloodline Wizards, who are famous for their attacks, don't want to mess with her." Flora moved on to Greya. "Anyway, she should be in the top ten of my list of wizards who I don't want to be enemies with."
"You got the gold card from Barbie's Restaurant, which means you've become friends with her. When you become a wizard in the future, this favor will bring you unimaginable benefits. "
Flora's words were very utilitarian. But this was the wizarding world. Feelings were more useful than benefits.
Sunders nodded slightly. He also gave a rare comment about Greya.
"She's a real wizard. She deserves respect both as an enemy and as a friend."
"A real … wizard?" Angor mumbled. He did not understand what "real wizard" meant. Were other people not real wizards?
Sunders only smiled at Angor's question. He did not explain further. Wizards had to walk their own path. If Sunders pointed it out now, it would only lead them into confusion.
Still, Sunders added something else.
"Walk your own path and not be trapped by your predecessors. Moreover, he had been working tirelessly for decades. Even if his future was uncertain, it was still a unique scenery. This kind of sorcerer is a true sorcerer. " Sunders rubbed his cane. "Too bad. Many wizards know this and want to walk down this path. But they lack enough knowledge, and they can't understand it well enough. As a result, there are fewer and fewer real wizards nowadays. "
Sunders did not elaborate further on the topic. Because of these words, Angor was able to choose a path that truly belonged to him in the future.
As they talked, Angor felt the atmosphere was much better than before. Following Flora's guidance, Angor also told something about himself.
His life had always been a three-point line. In short, he only had three things to do: study, eat, and sleep.
Angor thought his new teacher would think such a boring life.
Angor looked at Sunders anxiously.
Sunders still did not show anything on his face. He put his cane on the table, crossed his legs, and spoke in a casual manner, "Sunders, from your life.. but too gentle.. So you're better to be an academic wizard.........."
Angor was taken aback by the question.
He already knew that both Sunders and Flora came from Brute Cavern. Brute Cavern was one of the top organizations in the southern region. Most of them were dark wizards, while few were light wizards. Most of them belonged to the "dissidents" in Brute Cavern. Most of the "academic wizards" Sunders mentioned were light wizards.
According to the perception of apprentices, both Sunders and Flora were dark wizards. But now, Sunders labeled him as an "academic wizard" … Was he dissatisfied with him?
Angor recalled the conversation between Flora and Mara. They both looked down on academics. Angor felt that he was being too sensitive. But he could not help thinking about it.
Angor's thoughts were all shown on his face. Sunders glanced at Flora.
Flora smiled knowingly and patted Angor's shoulder. "Heehee. Looks like we'll have to rely on you to improve our relationship with the dissidents when we get back."
"You don't have to care about the difference between factions. Most of the time, what you do can be decided by a single thought. White, black, or gray. That's not the standard to judge a person. 'Dissident' is just a nickname we came up with in private. The image of wizards in the general plane is bloody and cruel, and most of the wizards who go to other planes are academies. Therefore, it doesn't mean that academies are good people. It depends on how you do it. Light wizards, dark wizards … those apprentices make up categories. They're not accurate at all. Don't take it too seriously. "
"I don't like academies. It's just because some of the academies in Brute Cavern are two-faced. It's not that I have a problem with them."
Angor blushed a little when he realized that Flora had seen through his mind again.
Fortunately, Greya came in with a tray of food and managed to divert everyone's attention.
The porcelain tray was covered with a delicate lid. It was gently placed in front of Angor, which attracted everyone's attention. Greya was followed by Tom Weasel and Greasy Bird, who were also carrying trays of food. They placed the trays in front of Flora and Sunders.
"What's the point of putting it in such a delicate way? We're going to take it away anyway," Flora complained as she removed the lid.
There was a transparent crystal bottle in the shape of a water droplet. The lid was made with a string and a cork. There were faint shining magic runes on the cross-section of the bottle.
There was water inside the bottle. The water did not look like anything. However, if someone used a True Sight spell, they would immediately see a transparent worm swimming around happily inside the bottle.
This insect was the Section Ephemera.
"Enjoy your meal, Angor." Greya winked at Angor in a flirtatious manner. However, people could not help but feel their stomachs churning.
Enjoy? You want me to drink the water? Angor could not see the Section Ephemera, so he could only shake the crystal bottle in confusion.
"It's a Section Ephemera. You don't need it now, so you can keep it for now," Sunders said. "When we get back to the organization, you can also sell it and exchange it for materials you need. But I don't recommend you to sell it. Section Ephemera has a unique effect. It might come in handy when you become a wizard. "
Sunders seemed confident that Angor could become a wizard. Greya gave Angor a strange look. Her guess was not confirmed, which made her curious.
Greya told Tom Weasel to stay by Angor's side while she walked to the kitchen.
"Sunders, it's your turn. Or Twisting Protozoa? " Greya seemed to be asking a normal question, but her eyebrows were lowered. No one could tell what she was thinking.
Sunders curled his lips.
Greya's question sounded normal. However, after what happened in the banquet hall, Sunders knew that Greya was trying to figure out Angor's talent from Sunders' answer.
If Sunders answered "no", Greya would be able to figure something out. How could she not be suspicious when she changed the custom food she had been using for decades in such a short time?
It looked like a question on the surface, but there was a deeper meaning behind it.
Of course, Sunders knew that Greya was just gossiping about Angor's talent. She did not really mean to pry.
However, as someone who loved to see others gritting their teeth, he would not allow someone to gossip so easily. Especially when this person was his student.
Sunders, who was in protective mode, said with a calm look, "Of course."
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