Milton Cheney knew it was impossible to make waves in this world, and even leaving a mark that belonged to him was rather unlikely.
"Next time, I must find a smaller world; the Mage Realm is too outrageous."
"If the Mage Realm and Wizard Realm go to war, I doubt the Wizard Realm could withstand it."
Milton muttered to himself.
The longer he lived in this world, the more he understood its strength.
The mages of this world never hoarded knowledge, and even commoners could potentially become mages.
Level 6 Mages, and even Level 7 Mages would write their autobiographies for future generations to read. This would never be possible in the Wizard Realm.
The number of mages in this world was an astounding figure.
"In this life, I will quietly cultivate the path of the mage. If I can become a Level 4 Mage, then this world would be worthwhile."
Milton made up his mind and then began cultivating his magical power.
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Time passed, and twenty years went by.
