"Colin, do you know the 'Miracle Master'?"
Batalov sat in the most central seat at the front of the palace, gazed at Colin, and asked slowly.
"I don't know." In the middle of the palace, Colin shook his head in confusion.
The term Miracle Master was one he was hearing for the first time.
However, the expression on the faces of Mill and others standing nearby changed slightly upon hearing this word.
Batalov smiled, did not explain, but looked at him along with the other Supreme Councilmen and continued asking:
"You already possess the power of the Fourth Rank, but you have not advanced to a Fourth Rank Wizard, correct?"
Colin paused slightly, then nodded frankly after a brief silence.
He had actually anticipated that such a day would come, realizing that the path he was on was ultimately different from that of traditional wizards.
From the beginning, he hadn't thought he could hide this obvious uniqueness from the Supreme Councilmen.
