After glancing at the registration paper, Ivan tried to ask, "Your Excellency, I am now at least a 2nd Class apprentice, could you perhaps register me more meticulously? It would facilitate other sorcerers in choosing."
Sorcerer Joseph glanced at him sideways, and the paper and pen floated directly in front of him.
Ivan wasn't shy; he grabbed the pen and began to write swiftly. He had to record his identity as a potion maker, the insect control matter couldn't be omitted, he even mentioned the rapid wood silkworm and the freezing water midge.
"Are you sure?" Joseph took the paper and was somewhat incredulous when he saw the words "potion maker" on the first line, suspecting that Ivan was scribbling nonsense.
"I can guarantee that not a single word is written carelessly," Ivan hurriedly assured him.
Joseph set the paper aside and gestured for him to hurry out.
It was not until Ivan came out of the room that the second newcomer went in to pay the fee.
