There are no visits without reason in this world.
Especially when the visitors are those top figures in the Wizard World.
Sir naturally understands this.
In fact, he is perfectly clear about their intentions.
So, when Zheng Qing and the old panda began gnawing on bamboo shoots, the elder raised his head, looking over at Abraham, Demon Ancestor, and R'lyeh with a somewhat inquisitive gaze: "——Besides 'Order', what else do you want to know?"
Ask now, so you won't need to return to the school later.
Everyone understood the implicit meaning behind his words.
The white-robed wizard's face was solemn, the Demon Ancestor's expression was unfathomable, and R'lyeh, expressionless, silently observed the young wizard and the old panda gnawing on bamboo shoots.
"We can all sense that this world still has only seven ancients."
A melodious voice came from above, clearly echoing in this small space: "——But currently standing here are eight. So, one of us is not of the ancients."
