Under the guidance of a few individuals, Ivan entered this somewhat mysterious academy, which resembled a tree fortress as well as an arena, with its various buildings arranged in concentric circles, each layer shorter than the one outside it, giving it a unique appearance.
There were few apprentices and sorcerers visible on campus, leaving one to wonder where they had been assigned.
Ivan looked around with great interest.
"Please walk this way, Lord Marichadon."
"Okay."
Before he could take a closer look, he was led to a large hall not far from the entrance.
It seemed he was not very welcome.
Ivan immediately understood; he thought of Dean Watkin's words that someone suspected something valuable had been discovered in the Great Rift Valley of Gangster. Now it seemed somewhat credible.
"Sorcerer Adolf, Sorcerer Lai Te, I wish to purchase a batch of Pan Iron Root from your academy. The price is negotiable," he said, choosing to be straightforward given their attitude.
