In a room at the top of the sorcerer tower, no one interrupted Ivan as he explained all his ideas, his plan of action, and the scope of knowledge involved in one breath.
He shared everything he could think of.
In fact, he had briefly mentioned it to Hotter before, but since Hotter wasn't a professional, he couldn't discern the nuances.
The other three, however, were different—Doradoli, Moxiu were leaders of the School of Space, and Hardy was a Great Sage, considered the wisest among sorcerers.
The three of them listened with bright eyes and increasing smiles on their faces, but they restrained the surging excitement in their hearts and did not interrupt him.
"Good! Good, young man, you should dare to think and act."
"This isn't too ambitious; rather, it's just right, Ivan. You really haven't let us down."
