"Tap... Tap..."
The exquisite cane rhythmically struck the floor as Carl, wearing a wide Wizard Robe, slowly approached a room.
The room was small but meticulously furnished.
Even though he wasn't very knowledgeable about antiques, he could see that most of the items here had been enriched by time.
Each one was extremely valuable.
"Carl Bergman, the most outstanding and mysterious Wizard in the Magic Forest for thousands of years."
A hoarse, aged voice sounded:
"In less than a hundred years on the path of the Wizard, he achieved the Second Ring and consecutively killed several bloodlines from the Green family."
"Truly..."
"Remarkable!"
Hmm?
Carl raised an eyebrow:
"I didn't expect that, on the Eastern Kingdom Continent, there would be someone who knows about the events that once happened in the Magic Forest?"
"The Gods and Wizards had agreements, but that doesn't mean all ties have been severed." An elderly man in a white robe emerged from a screen-like setup:
