"Okay, ntor, I was just reminiscing about the past." Levan sat down beside Lor as instructed, his tone nostalgic.
"The past?" Lor raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, I rembered the ti when you and I were brought to the Nelson Wizard Tower by Legislator Nelson."
Levan nodded, looking at Lor seriously and said, "Speaking of which, you seed much more at ease back then compared to now."
"I don’t know what you’re worrying about, the Abyss has already been defeated."
At the end, Levan’s tone was full of confusion.
When he first t his ntor, there was an exuberant spirit in his ntor’s deanor.
But ever since the Abyss invasion, the weight on his ntor seed to grow heavier.
And to this day, it hasn’t changed.
This left him quite puzzled.
Clearly, the Abyss was defeated, and the ntor is now the most brilliant talent in the Wizard Alliance, so why is it like this?
Upon hearing Levan’s words, Lor fell silent.
Before leaving the Murphy Continent, he only thought about leaving Murphy Continent.
During the ti when he and Levan stepped out of the Divine Kingdom, he was indeed very relieved, because at that ti, leaving the Murphy Continent was effortlessly easy for him.
Later, he beca anxious, not actually because of the Abyss, but due to concerns about a future hostile civilization that would turn the Wizard Alliance into a vassal.
As of now, he had also acquired another seemingly unfathomable, suspected enemy.
These enemies were like towering mountains, placing imnse pressure on him.
Compared to them, the Abyss was like a grasshopper after autumn, hardly worth worrying about.
However, after hearing Levan’s words, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.
He was certain he had been on the right path all along.
Face future enemies if possible, or simply run away if not.
If escaping was not an option, then do the utmost to break the enemy’s teeth before being devoured.
Worry will not solve any problem.
Maintain balance and continue, striving to do the best, regardless of winning or losing, without regrets, this should be his mindset.
"I am contemplating the future path of the Wizard Alliance."
Lor returned to his senses, smiling slightly at the worried-looking Levan, saying relaxedly, "I had no ideas before, but listening to your reminder has actually given so thoughts."
Speaking here, he patted Levan’s shoulder, his expression turning serious: "Thank you, young Levan."
Levan’s words utterly awakened him.
This thank you was spoken with exceptional sincerity.
"Huh?" Levan was a bit bewildered by Lor’s sudden change of attitude.
He never imagined that his small confusion could bring such a change to the Wizard Alliance’s most brilliant ntor now.
Moreover, he’s more puzzled; in his view, the future of the Wizard Alliance is utterly bright, so why does it worry the ntor so much?
He wanted to ask but hesitated, unsure if he should know, hesitating to speak.
"Just ask whatever you wish, no need to hold back." Lor smiled.
Regarding the future direction for the Wizard Alliance’s developnt, he already had a draft in mind.
It was the perfect opportunity to convey thoughts to young Levan, both tutoring him and informing Yasen ahead of ti.
"ntor, don’t you have confidence in the Wizard Alliance’s future developnt?" With permission, Levan did not hesitate, directly asking his confusion.
"Witchcraft Position is the key constraint on the developnt of the Wizard Alliance."
Lor nodded, slowly saying, "Currently, the Wizard Alliance has only twenty-two legislators, with less than three hundred legislators. The demand for Witchcraft Positions is already incredibly limited."
"What happens when there are more legislators in the future?"
"Or, what if a legislator breaks through to the Sixth Ring and discovers that the Witchcraft Position needed for Sixth Ring Witchcraft requires more than before, unable to et their needs?"
He was actually referring to an internal conflict event that really happened in a past life.
The first large-scale player invasion brought extrely abundant Witchcraft Position resources.
Due to the uniqueness of players, not to ntion apprentice Witchcraft Positions, even Third Ring Witchcraft Positions could be supplied.
These abundant Witchcraft Position resources brought imnse developnt for the wizards, leading to a frenzy of promotions and the ergence of nurous new Wizard Factions.
If this situation continued indefinitely until the appearance of a Spatial Mage leading to opening planes’ quests, nothing would be wrong.
But the issue was one day, the players vanished suddenly, and by then, the seeds of Spatial Mages hadn’t even appeared.
Previously disregarded mortals once again beca the sole source of Witchcraft Positions for wizards.
But that asly amount of Witchcraft Positions couldn’t even support a burgeoning Wizard Alliance.
Henceforth, the top ranks of the Wizard Alliance naturally split.
So wizards dedicated themselves to studying how to quickly create land in the Endless Sea or transform the Abyss to expand living space for mortals, detached from world affairs, but they remain few.
More wizards instead engaged in territorial disputes.
Divine Realm Spatial Layer saw battles on a daily basis, turning into chaos.
Until wizards developed a synthetic inverse abyssal aura Magic Energy Sun, proposing changes to the Abyss environnt, slightly curbing the conflicts.
The Abyss was vast; if developed, it could indeed sustain a large number of mortals brilliantly.
Lor’s task now is, in one aspect, to propose mortal reforms and Abyss developnt early on, to avoid internal chaos within the Wizard Alliance.
Of course, if he could master the Witchcraft necessary to open planes, everything would beco a non-issue.
But this required ti, and he wasn’t sure when he could create that Witchcraft.
Before crafting that Witchcraft, preparing more, developing along multiple lines was definitely not wrong.
"ntor, actually there’s no need to worry about the Witchcraft Position shortage."
Levan listened, laughing with mixed feelings: "Grandfather seems to have discussed solutions for this problem in etings as well, I’ve heard about possible solutions."
"With the Endless Sea being so vast, we can rally more Earth Mages to create land; the number of mortals will inevitably rise eventually."
"And before the number of mortals rises, their plan was to stop offering the Fourth Ring advancent thod to ordinary path pioneers after the Abyss War ends, instead selectively revealing it to so talents."
"Thus, the issue of Witchcraft Position shortage is resolved."
"Once the Abyss is eradicated, we’ll have no enemies and ample ti to develop gradually."
He fully disclosed the information he heard as a child.
The present ntor is already qualified to know about these, even potentially becoming a decision-maker in the future, so there’s no need to hide.
"Gradually..." Lor glanced at Levan, the corner of his mouth curling into a aningful arc, "What if I said I have so vague ideas, which, if successfully implented, could make mortals more enthusiastic about reproduction and allow the Wizard Alliance to acquire vast new territories?"
Gradually, in the end, it’s just a lovely fantasy.
The arrival and disappearance of players wasn’t sothing the Wizard Alliance could control.
However, he couldn’t reveal this to Levan, instead hinting his thoughts in another manner.
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