"Third Rank Wizard?" Carl was stunned, his gaze instinctively wanting to look towards Nickler at the front.
How could it be a Third Rank Wizard—wasn't this different from what he had imagined?
But soon, he collected himself, controlling his drifting gaze to return it to Nois, a fine cold sweat breaking out on his back.
Nois didn't seem to notice his perturbation, simply calling for Colin.
Colin walked slowly up to the high stage, turning to face the Council members with a calm expression.
His advancement to the Third Rank had occurred yesterday, to be precise, last night.
He had been close to advancing during these past few days and, after returning from Nois's place two days ago, he had continuously meditated, finally succeeding in pushing his Wizard Level to 100/100 that dawn.
Then, after spending half a day adjusting his state, he had arrived at the Quiet Room of the hall in the evening to begin breaking through to the Third Rank, achieving it late at night.
