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The flag was wagging proudly in almost all places in the hermitage. Inside were busy servants that walked up and down from left to right of the building. All was busy preparing for the big breakfast of their wizards. The wizards were the most powerful and the smartest members of the tribe. They were not really a big number. There were specifically twenty-two wizards in the building and all of them were going up now for a morning break; going up for the reason that they were working underground. Their facilities were built under the building for safety and a little bit of secrecy. The wizards were not so aware of the time rules and preferred to have the break every morning then worked up all

The dragons above were busy dealing with the wizards. The wizards were known to be the flight fairy. They despised the ground as much as lions despised hyenas. It was too much to the point that they levitated a big chunk of earth and created their own kingdom in the air. Although they were technically still on the flat ground, they deemed it was much safer than the lower ground. The wizards also were known to be as strong as the dragon slayer. They had killed and eaten many humans, enough to call them monsters. In that regard, they were similar to someone who ate the dragon’s heart to become stronger.

Wren asked. Jill took a deep breath as she looked down at the floor and then at the wizards. It had been a few years since it happened but Jill could never forget. They were the most powerful wizards in this world but they weren’t good wizards. In a way they weren’t even bad wizards. They just saw themselves as entitled. They were the ones with power so they thought they could use it however they saw fit.

Her guards, the two powerful wizards were no joke. In witchcraft, whose power dominates the other one's shall eventually win. So now if Olga masks herself and the entire group behind her without falling in the wizard's radius, Olga would win. In other terms...Pegasus would consider Olga to be an exceptionally strong witch. "Guys, let me explain something. Even if that door is open, the wizards can easily sense someone entering inside. Let's say only I can see it, but there's a barrier they build together—"

Amidst the flickering candlelight in her grand chamber, Constantine stood before a gathering of her fellow witches. The room was charged with an atmosphere of palpable tension, and the air seemed to thicken as she began to speak. "Witches of our coven," Constantine's voice rang out, commanding the attention of all who were present. Her eyes, gleaming with a newfound darkness, surveyed the assembly. "As your Supreme Sorcerer, I stand before you with grave news. A prophecy, one of ancient origins, threatens our existence."

For more than a hundred and ten years now, God Wind's lineage is arranged in order. In front of him, this little Wizard is not only a disciple of God Wind, but also the middle name God. On God Wind, the youngest God middle-class Wizards are estimated to be at least seventy years old, and are all master level. But in front of him, this young man, not even twenty years old, was boasting without shame, saying that he was a God in the first place. This isn't this bragging? This is too exaggerated and not reassuring. However, Waldo Roy Wizard never knew that Cadell Marcus was God Wind's ancestor Bernard Brown's senior disciple after he was a hundred years old, so his status was extremely high, ab

Only wizards can do that, they need to material to perform magic or they call it medium. I’m not really familiar with it dahil wala masyadong books about wizards, they said that the last magic empire were abolished for almost 500 years ago. At that time, they were called warlocks. I stared at my black bracelet, it was very beautiful. The designed and patter were bloomed black flowers with curvy vines. I wonder what is it’s function. It would be the best if it could protect me from danger. A shield would be excellent. Sip.

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

He already had enough to deal with, and if she told him, he would dismiss it again as exhaustion. Instead, she went to Mirra and asked quietly, “Do you know of anyone here who understands strange things? Not priests — someone who truly knows.” Mirra hesitated. “There is one. A wizard who used to serve the royal family before the war. He lives by the old chapel beyond the walls. But, my lady, he’s not trusted by the council. They say he meddles in dangerous knowledge.” Liora looked toward the window, where the morning light fell across Silver’s face. “Then he’s the one I need.”