Angelina's advancement would be completed in the caster faculty of the academy. All Locke knew was the date, and the details would be handled by the grandmeisterin.
The wealth of a Magister's inventory wasn't something Locke, who'd just advanced to a high-rank Knecht, could imagine.
In short, there wasn't the slightest danger or accident. When Angelina appeared in front of Locke again, she was already a mid-rank Lehrling with a white staff in her hand.
Apart from the white staff, there was also a golden caster's robe. These were all given to Angelina by the grandmeisterin. The fist-sized magic crystal at the tip of the staff was enough to make Locke's jaw drop.
"Isn't it too ostentatious for you to use a crystal core of this level?" Locke tugged at Angelina's sleeve and asked softly. They were currently in the academy's campus.
If Locke wasn't mistaken, the crystal core should be from a base-rank major monster. It would be enough for Angelina to use until she became a Magister.
"These are all the grandmeisterin's equipment. She's giving them to me now mainly to let others know that I'm on the grandmeisterin's side after entering the Sanctum," explained Angelina as she flicked her long hair.
She and Locke had already agreed not to interfere with each other's future. Entering the Sanctum to study had always been Angelina's dream.
As long as there were people, there would be fights, and the Sanctum was no exception.
Angelina, who was only a mid-rank Lehrling, had to show her strong side if she didn't want to be bullied.
Locke had already experienced how strong the grandmeisterin was. She was a strict old lady who couldn't tolerate even a speck of dust in her eyes.
"Where's Angie? Are you going to bring her along? "asked Locke curiously.
Many things had happened in the past two days. Angelina's scorpiondrake's sudden increase in size was one of them. Perhaps it was due to the balance of power in the contract, or perhaps the grandmeisterin had provided Angelina with some unspecified help.
The scorpiondrake was originally a low-rank major monster, but on the second day after Angelina's advancement, it suddenly became a mid-rank major monster. Its body was more than twice its original size and was now close to three metres tall.
Locke couldn't bully the scorpiondrake now. Although the impetus form of a high-rank Knecht could easily break through its shell, its strength, agility and defence had all improved by leaps and bounds. He felt that it wasn't any worse than the troublesome ones he'd faced before.
Interestingly enough, the scorpiondrake was now three metres tall, and Locke was tiny in front of it. However, it was still a little intimidated when facing Locke, probably because Locke still had some lingering fear in him.
As long as Locke's expression turned cold, Angie would definitely wag its tail in fear, causing Angelina to scold it for being useless.
Of course, Locke was just an isolated case. If anyone else wanted to stroke the whiskers of the scorpiondrake, they would have to be prepared to be torn to pieces.
For Magical Beasts, the explosive growth of their physique, apart from having a great impact on their strength, was also due to their appetite.
A scorpiondrake that was three metres tall could no longer be kept in captivity at home. Ordinary courtyards wouldn't be able to accommodate it anymore, and food wouldn't be easy to transport in either.
Angie could eat an entire sheep raw for one meal, so Locke wanted to open its stomach to see if it led to a mysterious space. Like them, Angie had to eat three meals a day.
Although it didn't cost much, the guards who prepared the food for the scorpiondrake were exhausted. Not only did they have to bear the risk of being eaten by the scorpiondrake, they also had to work tirelessly.
"Angie can be kept in my black bead for the time being," said Angelina. The black bead was the one she always wore on her chest. The internal space was five metres high and ten metres wide, which was dozens of times bigger than Locke's spatial ring.
"Okay." Locke nodded.
Angie would have to suffer for a while. The circle of casters in Princeton Imperial Academy was still small, so it wasn't easy for Angelina to get her hands on a magic item that could be used to carry the scorpiondrake around. She could only go to the Sanctum and ask around.
He believed that many Summoners would have extra dimensional bags on them.
Angelina's departure date had been set the day she successfully advanced. It would be three months later, in the middle of the first month of the new year.
It seemed that Grandmeisterin Parlina had some special circumstances that required her to end her teaching in Princeton early and report back to the Sanctum. She would also bring Angelina along when the time came.
"Do you need me to send you off?" Locke asked.
"Of course!" Angelina said angrily.
Members of the Hall of Knights were allowed to take special transport to the Sanctum.
Locke had only just found out about this. When he asked Xith about it, the answer was, "Do you expect all the distinguished casters to search for magic materials and hunt for magic cores? They're too pampered! "
After listening to Xith's explanation, Locke found out that the low-level knights of the Hall of Knights had formed a stable supply chain with the low-level casters of the Sanctum.
Many knights of the Hall of Knights would go to the periphery of the Sanctum to peddle their magic plants and ores.
Most of the rich casters didn't seem to know what money was. They were quick to make deals, leaving the knights who were prepared to haggle with them in an awkward position.
The sellers liked these straightforward customers. After a while, it was said that a large trade market had formed outside the Sanctum.
In Caesar's words, the commercial street in the inner part of the Sanctum is nothing compared to the market outside the Sanctum.
"I'll go check it out next time," Locke told Xith.
Xith looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Do you know where the Sanctum is?"
Locke shook his head.
"It's in the deep sea northeast of Missia and the other two continents!" Xith patted Locke's shoulder. "If you want to go, I can introduce you to a good flying monster carriage. The price is negotiable."
Locke was speechless. He remembered the Three Western Isles recorded in the black caster's notebook. So it was referring to these three continents.
"Take this opportunity to say goodbye to Joaquin and the others," Locke suggested.
"Of course," said Angelina. She didn't know when she'd be able to see her friends again after going to the faraway Sanctum.
Many of her friends knew that she'd become a mid-rank Lehrling, but only a few knew that she'd requested to study in the Sanctum.
Magisters from the Imperial Academy's Faculty of Magic were considered the cream of the crop in Aomar, or even the entire Missia Continent, but they weren't worth mentioning in the Sanctum.
The Sanctum was a place where all the talented casters from the three continents who were mid-rank Lehrlings and above gathered.
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