Upon exiting the laboratory, a fiery red silhouette immediately approached him.
"Are you sure?" the silhouette asked crisply.
Richard nodded slightly, "I'm sure. Next, I'm going to Garon Wizard College. Are you interested in going there with me, Ali?"
The fiery red silhouette was none other than Ali, who had become a Second Ring Wizard.
Two hundred and seventy years ago, Ali successfully broke through and advanced to a Second Ring Wizard.
"Me?" Ali's mouth dropped open, humorously pointing to herself, "Do you want me to get kicked out by the teachers?"
Richard leaving the Academy at most would have people mentioning him a couple of times, after all, every wizard has their own pursuits.
But Ali was the grand-apprentice of the Black Tower Great Wizard.
The idea of the grand-apprentice of the Dean becoming a lecturer at another college was unthinkable.
"Hey, I'm not asking you to be a lecturer. I just want to pull you over to live there," he said.
