Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

The wizard's quarters, a small building directly opposite Byron's residence.

The room was pitch black, and all the windows were covered by thick curtains, so it was impossible to see inside from the outside.

A tiny slit was left in the window facing Byron's residence, and a pair of eyes stared intently at Byron's house, their eyes bloodshot.

The owner of those eyes, a handsome and slender young man, saw that the door to Byron's residence was still tightly closed, and an angry look appeared on his face as he muttered curses.

"That bastard is a real jerk! He's been back for so long and hasn't gone out at all?!"

If he hadn't seen Byron return with his own eyes, he would have thought Byron was still outside with the Sunfallen Council.

The handsome young man was overcome with grief and almost burst into tears when he thought about the days and nights he had spent keeping watch.

This handsome young man was none other than Locke, the pretty boy whom Corren looked down upon.

As for why he was staring at Byron, it was because the little fish he had caught couldn't satisfy his desires and needs.

He had just witnessed Byron's popularity at the academy's potion market, and this fueled his greed.

Originally, I planned to take advantage of this mission to ambush Byron and steal his magic stones and potions. I even followed Byron around from the time he was in the academy square.

He planned to teleport to a place with Byron, and then, relying on his strength as a second-class wizard apprentice, take action before Byron could react.

But plans can't keep up with changes, and unexpectedly, the teleportation was random.

This led to his first failed attempt, which frustrated him for a while, and he even thought that Byron had died somewhere.

When he returned from collecting materials outside and heard about Byron, Byron had already left with Dylan and the others.

However, Locke did not give up, as long as Byron was still alive.

In order to catch Byron, a big fish, he rented a small house across from Byron's residence as soon as he found out where Byron lived.

Thinking that he would come back sooner or later, I would look for an opportunity then.

Locke's guess was entirely correct; Byron did indeed return, and he celebrated it, believing that God was looking out for him.

But to his surprise, Byron only went out once after returning.

Locke was completely dumbfounded by this situation.

During this time, he considered giving up, but when he thought of the risks outside and those ferocious worms, he gritted his teeth and chose to continue his stakeout.

In order to know Byron's whereabouts as soon as possible, he didn't even dare to sleep these days, at most he could only doze off for a while, for fear that Byron would suddenly go out while he was sleeping.

"Damn it! I don't believe it! There's still over a month left, and you really won't leave the house even once!"

Locke stared at Byron's tightly closed door, his eyes bloodshot, his face contorted with rage as he gritted his teeth and spoke.

Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, Locke was starting to doze off again.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the large door across the street open.

Startled by this change, Locke rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

When they saw that the door to Byron's residence was actually open, and even that Byron himself was walking out of the residence.

Upon seeing this, Locke was so moved he almost cried.

Who knows what kind of life he's been living all this time? That bastard has finally come out.

Looking at Byron's still somewhat immature face, Locke's lips curled into a cruel smile as he muttered to himself.

"You finally couldn't hold back anymore. I've finally waited for you. As long as you take one step out of the camp, then..."

However, before Locke could finish speaking, he noticed that Byron, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and smiled, as if he were greeting someone.

Upon seeing this scene, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

On the other side, Byron, who was about to go out to buy some daily necessities and experimental materials, had just stepped out the door when he saw several unexpected figures walking towards him.

"Haha, Byron, what a coincidence! I was just worried you weren't home."

Dylan saw Byron looking completely bewildered and greeted him with a hearty laugh.

Those people were none other than Dylan and his three companions, who had successfully returned from the desert.

When Byron saw Dylan greeting him, he snapped out of his reverie and smiled as he spoke.

"I really didn't expect to see you all again so soon, President. I thought you were still in the desert."

Elena chuckled and said, "Byron, guess why we're back now?"

Upon hearing this, not only Byron, but also Dylan and the other two looked at Byron, waiting for his reply.

Without a second thought, Byron smiled and said, "Congratulations, President, on the successful operation."

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to act so quickly, it's frighteningly fast."

Upon hearing Byron's words, Elena curled her lip in disbelief. Byron had guessed it so easily.

Loris and Elena, true best friends, had identical expressions at that moment.

As for Dylan, he asked curiously, "Byron, how do you know our operation was a success?"

Byron sighed, "If it hadn't gone smoothly, would you all have been able to come back laughing together?"

Dylan was taken aback at first, then quickly realized what was happening and shook his head with a wry smile.

Byron looked at the group of people standing in front of him and said with a smile, "Alright, President, let's not talk outside the door. Please come in."

Byron then led Dylan and the others into the room, closed the door again, and the magic circle was activated once more.

In the opposite room, Locke, witnessing this scene, felt dizzy and disoriented, as if the sky had fallen.

He waited so many days, finally seeing Byron leave, but Dylan and the others went back inside...

At that moment, Locke slumped into his chair, his bloodshot eyes staring at the ceiling, two streams of glistening tears falling to the ground and splashing up fine dust.

........

In the living room, before Byron could even sit down, Dylan reached to his waist and three primordial crystals, still glistening with moisture, appeared in his palm, which he then handed to Byron.

"Byron, the other materials will be delivered later. It's up to you now."

Dylan looked at Byron with a serious expression, while Loris and Ivan stared intently at Byron, waiting for his answer.

Seeing the solemn expressions on the three people's faces, Byron did not immediately accept the three Origin Crystals, but instead chuckled softly.

"Don't worry, I've thoroughly studied that potion recipe, and I won't start preparing the potion unless I'm absolutely certain."

Although he had been studying the role of dense lattice structures in fire during this time, the research of the All-Knowing Eye was equivalent to his research, wasn't it?

So Byron wasn't wrong to say that.

"Besides, I have a share in this too, right? You can rest assured, I definitely won't do anything reckless."

"I'll have to trouble you all while I'm making the potion."

Upon hearing this, Dylan and the other two laughed, while Elena breathed a sigh of relief for Byron.

The three of them laughed because they understood the underlying meaning of Byron's words, which completely put them at ease.