Wizards begin with Occlumency.

The seventh day of the mission.

The mission completed all its tasks.

The exchange of prisoners between the Liejin Trading Company and the White Tower Alliance is handled by designated personnel and does not require the delegation's involvement.

The same applies to the practical exercises at Rivosos Academy and the Tower of the Great Sage of Michelle.

Therefore, the delegation only needed to wait for Ms. Lisandra's instructions to return to the city.

Ms. Lisandra, accompanied by the sage Cowell Ludwell, is on her way to meet the 9th-level sage Michel.

This matter was not originally on the itinerary.

Even Cowell was notified at the last minute.

Not to mention Ms. Lisandra.

She had no idea why the great sage Michel would suddenly summon her.

It could be because of her status as the head of the delegation, or because she is a member of the Diomand family, but neither is very likely.

Soon, after several teleportations, Lissandra and Cowell arrived at the place where the great sage Michelle usually lived in seclusion.

This is a tower-shaped building that is exactly the same as the Wizard Tower in the Wizarding World, both in appearance and interior layout.

However, Lissandra could clearly sense that this was an ordinary building, not a wizard's tower.

It has none of the extraordinary effects it possesses, such as attack, defense, and movement.

"Cowell, thank you for your hard work these past few days."

The Great Sage Michel did not appear in person, but instead sent a holographic projection to appear in front of the tower gate.

"It's my duty, I dare not complain."

Cowell Ludwell immediately bowed respectfully and expressed his opinion.

"For the next period of time, put aside those mundane affairs."

The Great Sage Michel calmly instructed, "Concentrate and reflect for a while. Once you're ready, then attempt to become a Great Sage."

"Yes."

Cowell was very surprised, and even somewhat disbelieving what he was hearing.

However, as a sixth-level sage, he possesses powerful mental strength and willpower, so it is impossible for him to lose his composure easily.

After responding, and seeing that the Great Sage Michel had nothing else to say to him, Cowell took his leave.

What do you think of Cowell?

The holographic projection of the Great Sage Michel turned and walked towards the tower.

The tightly closed tower doors opened automatically.

Lissandra immediately followed up, calmly replying, "If this were at my Rivosos Academy, I would have already advanced to a seventh-level sage."

"Yeah?"

The Great Sage Michelle countered, "When does Forrest plan to be promoted?"

Due to some unresolved past events, the second generation of the Diormand family has all perished.

Today, apart from the two founders, the Great Sage Rivo and the Great Sage Soth, the Diomand family consists of only the three siblings of the third generation and a handful of people in the fourth generation.

Grand Sage Michel already knew that Rodrigo Diomand, as the third-generation leader, had been promoted to a seventh-level Grand Sage.

The Great Sage Michel bypassed Lisandra and went straight to asking Forrest. It wasn't that he looked down on Lisandra, but rather that he valued Forrest too much.

There is one thing that many wizards are unaware of, but the Great Sage Michel, as the person with the highest status, position, strength, and power in the Michel District, knows very well.

That was the Sage Waters, once hailed as the most talented man in the Michelle district, who was defeated by Forrest in a fair fight.

Therefore, Forrest Diormand was the most talented wizard of his generation in the Mitchell District and even the entire West Coast.

It's just that Forrest doesn't like to show off and never flaunts his achievements.

"I don't know."

Lisandra spoke frankly, with no intention of hiding anything or being evasive.

She remembered one time when her grandfather, the Great Sage Rivo, broke down in anger and berated the Great Sage Michelle, saying that the old bastard had long been plotting to switch to the path of a mystical wizard and had actually stolen a very important inheritance from him.

Later, she learned from her grandmother that although the inheritance did not come from the Saint of Nostrodam, it was the culmination of a lifetime of research by a peak level nine sage.

After receiving that inheritance, the Great Sage Michel will experience a terrifying increase in his ability to discern people's hearts.

Therefore, Lissandra dared not play any petty tricks in front of the great sage Michel.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to pry into your thoughts."

The holographic projection of the Great Sage Michel glanced at it indifferently and spoke words of comfort.

At that moment, Ms. Lisandra suddenly understood why Fletcher Domingo had left immediately after reporting on official business these past few days.

So this is what it feels like to have your thoughts read and understood by others.

It felt as if I was naked, completely seen through by someone from head to toe, inside and out.

Moreover, they can look at it however they want; there's no point in trying to avoid it, and no way to resist.

Lissandra bit her lip and remained silent.

At this moment, a person and a projection have already entered the tower.

Instead of leading Lysander to the upper floors, the Great Sage Michelle found a random spot in the lobby on the first floor and sat down on the floor.

Lissandra, of course, sat down on the clean, gleaming floor.

Do you know why I summoned you?

After sitting down, the holographic projection of the Great Sage Michel immediately asked a question.

"I don't know."

Lissandra shook her head.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you something."

Great Sage Michel was not surprised by this; among all the wizards on the West Coast, none could see through his thoughts.

Even the saints of elemental wizards!

"Please ask."

Lissandra leaned forward slightly to show that she was listening attentively.

"Has Forrest achieved his goal after causing so much trouble?"

The great sage Michel asked a question that was both direct and vague.

Lissandra hesitated for a moment, then replied frankly, "I haven't asked him, but I guess it's been agreed upon."

"Yeah?"

The Great Sage Michel gestured.

A piece of bone, about the size of a thumb, flew over from somewhere.

The bone fragment is white and smooth, almost transparent.

Upon its appearance, it exuded a mysterious aura that attracted Lissandra's attention.

Possessiveness suddenly arose.

Lissandra was startled to have the idea of ​​snatching the White Bone Slice from the Great Sage Michelle.

At that moment, there was no time to care about etiquette.

Lissandra quickly used the methods of a true spirit wizard to purify her heart.

However, it was like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil.

The True Spirit Wizard's methods were better left unused; their use immediately triggered even more intense negative emotional reactions.

Possessiveness and destructiveness suddenly intensified to their extreme.

If it weren't for Lisandra's rational instincts and her frantic warnings, she might have acted as if she had lost her mind.

Forcibly interrupting the True Spirit Wizard's techniques that had already begun, Lissandra instead took out a bottle of pure, water-like potion from her spatial storage artifact and poured it into her mouth.

Only then was she able to barely escape her previous predicament and regain some of her composure.

The great sage Michel observed the whole thing from the sidelines, neither kicking someone when they were down nor offering any help.

"What...what is this?"

Lissandra struggled to tear her gaze away from the white bone fragments and asked with lingering fear.

The Great Sage Michelle chuckled: "This is a valuable item that your brother went to great lengths to get me."

"The lineage of the Saints of Nostrodam?"

Lissandra frowned slightly, seemingly in disbelief.

No, it's not.

The Great Sage Michel refuted Lysander's guess, then said quietly, "This is the legacy left behind by the Saint of Nostrodam himself, and..."

At this point, the Great Sage Michel paused, his tone growing increasingly faint: "And his contingency plan after his resurrection!"

"what?"

Lissandra gasped in surprise.

This is truly appalling.

"If you don't believe me, go back and ask your brother Forrest."

The projection of the Great Sage Michel slowly disappeared, leaving behind a message: "Take this bone fragment with you, return it to him for me, and thank him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bone fragments immediately changed from a white and lustrous state to a withered yellow.

That inexplicable aura, along with its eerie attraction and influence, vanished without a trace.

It looked like an ordinary piece of dried bone.

Lissandra took out an isolation box from her spatial storage artifact and carefully put the bone fragments inside.

After catching her breath, Lissandra got up from the ground, bowed to the air, and left the ordinary tower.

After Lisandra left, the holographic projection of the Great Sage Michel reappeared, looking in the direction Lisandra had left.

His eyes may appear cloudy, but they are actually able to see through everything.

No, there is one thing he cannot understand.

That's the upper limit of human lifespan!

Without understanding it, it cannot be cracked.

Having already extended his lifespan once and lost some of his humanity, the Great Sage Michel truly only has one path left: to ascend to sainthood.

And if he chooses this path, he only has two options.

First, he took over the title of the mystical wizard saint of Nostrodam;

Secondly, we must find our own path amidst the unprecedented changes that are about to unfold.

"Ugh!"

The great sage Michel sighed heavily.

Finding your own path isn't difficult; the challenge lies in reaching the summit along that path.

Great Sage Michel didn't have much time left to continue climbing.

Therefore, even knowing that Forrest Diomand went to great lengths to deliver the legacy and resurrection contingency plan left by Saint Nostrodam himself to him was purely out of ill intent.

Even the great sage Michel had no other choice.

However, people shape me, and I shape people.

Hopefully, Forrest Diormand, that audacious fellow who dared to scheme against his junior, will appreciate the return gift he sent.

As soon as Lissandra left the tower, she encountered Cowell Ludwell, who had been waiting for her.

Cowell frowned and glanced at Ms. Lissandra a few times, his expression somewhat strange. He opened his mouth several times as if to say something, but instinctively shut his mouth each time.

Cowell sensed that if he spoke those words, he would die immediately, let alone advance to the seventh level of Great Sage.

Lissandra was completely unaware of Cowell's changes and simply continued on her way in silence.

Seeing this, Cowell became even more reluctant to say anything more.

Soon, the two returned to the Wizarding World.

With no time for pleasantries or formalities, Cowell escorted Lissandra to the Rivosos Academy delegation and then left.

Finally, the delegation, whose chief envoy had returned, set off for home without lingering.

Perhaps this return journey was destined to be fraught with twists and turns.

The delegation was stopped just as they left the accommodations arranged by the Great Sage's Tower.

Isabella Michelle, a level 5 sage, along with a young girl who bore a resemblance to her, blocked the delegation's path.

"Go and find out what happened."

Lissandra looked at the deputy envoy, Fletcher Domingo, and gave him an order.

This expression and tone of voice instinctively displeased Fletcher Domingo.

Considering the occasion, Fletcher refrained from reacting earlier.

Furthermore, based on the principle of reciprocity, dealing with Isabella Michelle, a Level 5 Sage, personally is indeed the most appropriate choice.

Fletcher did as he was told, but he was very unhappy about it.

He has decided that once he returns to the main campus, he will finish his performance review as soon as possible.

It would be more satisfying to fight to the death with the gods of the world of gods.

"What do you mean?"

Feeling annoyed, Fletcher didn't even want to say a few more words.

"I'm not looking for you, I'm calling Link Grand out."

Isabella Michelle was not the type to care about others' feelings, and seeing Fletcher's cold face and displeased tone, she was even less likely to put on a friendly face.

"Is this how the Michel family treats its guests?"

Fletcher scoffed. "Wouldn't it be a laughing stock if word got out?"

After saying that, Fletcher ignored Isabella's now cold and hard expression and turned to leave.

However, despite his cold attitude, Fletcher still called Link over to negotiate.

"I have met this sage."

Link greeted them calmly and respectfully.

"You guys chat."

Isabella Michelle didn't even glance at Link before her figure vanished.

Link kept his expression unchanged, but he had already secretly made a mental note of it.

"My aunt is used to being willful, please don't mind her."

A young woman who bore a resemblance to Isabella spoke up, "I am Jessiemin Michelle. I am your partner in the selection process for the High Council."

"Link Grand, nice to meet you."

You can't hit someone who's smiling, so Link solemnly introduced himself.

"I begged my aunt to bring me to find you. I didn't expect to embarrass you. I'm so sorry."

"Young lady," Jessie Minnie Michelle explained again, referring to the previous incident, "it's nothing, I just wanted your contact information. We're partners, after all, we need to know each other, right?"

After saying that, the girl opened her bright eyes and looked at Link with hope, waiting for his reply.

"certainly."

Link didn't understand the other party's motives, so he didn't refuse rashly and agreed.

It's just a way to contact someone; there's nothing to be afraid of.

The two then exchanged contact information with the AI.

After successfully adding her as a friend, Jasmine Michelle beamed with a bright smile.

It seems that getting Link's contact information is something to be very happy about.

"I……"

Jessie Min clutched her portable smart device behind her back, swaying slightly as she asked hopefully, "Is it okay if I chat with you occasionally?"

"Can."

Link agreed as well.

"Very good."

Jessie cheered, then blushed and ran away like a startled little rabbit.

Link watched Jessie Min's retreating figure for a while, his thoughts swirling in his mind.

Offering unsolicited favors is either a sign of malice or theft.

Jessie Min approached her, simply to ask for her contact information.

But Link instinctively felt that this matter was not simple.

There's definitely ulterior motive behind this! (End of Chapter)