"Are all of you gathered here?"
"Yes."
"What about the artificial deity and the other Great Wizards?"
"The elders have gone to a city, preparing to bring the world back on the right track."
"..."
"Haha, back on the right track."
Faced with the response of the wizard under spell control, Ronald's expression grew complex.
Bapulor was engaged in deep conversation with the magician apprentices controlled by Saint Catherine's sword, while Ronald was solely responsible for interrogating the wizard elite.
The highest-ranking wizard present.
It was indeed more reassuring for Ronald to ask the questions himself.
"How many Great Wizards accompanied the artificial deity?"
"Tower masters of various disciplines, some elderly, and strong individuals we've never met before... I don't know the exact number."
"Then about how many people? I mean the number of Great Wizards who possess the original text."
"The total number of Great Wizards is around thirty."
