Ashen Dragon

Boske Duchy, Stratholme Fortress.

A door suddenly appeared in the corner of the city wall, invisible to the eyes of ordinary people.

This was the "Trafalgar Deluxe Mansion Spell," a marvelously intricate Seventh Tier Spell, leading to a luxurious mansion in an other-dimensional space that existed for the duration of the spell.

Organizers of the Arcane Priory from various regions, if authorized by this Legendary Mage, could receive the "Ring of the Sage," allowing them to periodically cast this spell to organize the Arcane Priory.

"Is it here..."

Soon, a man appeared, wearing a robe with a medal on his chest. With the magical aura of the medal flickering slightly, he entered directly through the non-existent door and vanished.

After him, more people entered one after another. They were both male and female, mostly dressed in luxurious robes, sparkling with magical auras, identifying them as spellcasters.

Inside, on the luxurious red carpet, constructed beings looking like human women but moving very mechanically were asking questions and taking notes:

"Please provide a name, as your identity code within the Arcane Priory."

A tall noblewoman contemplated for a moment before saying, "Hmm... call me 'Tulip.'"

"Welcome to the Arcane Priory, Lord Tulip."

"Seeker."

"Welcome to the Arcane Priory, Lord Seeker."

"Grey Hair."

"Blue Eyes."

"Elf's Song."

...

In just a moment, over thirty people had gathered here, mostly human nobles, with some elves and half-elves, and even some individuals with elemental bloodlines.

"So many spellcasters in Anzeta?"

"Unbelievable."

"A Legendary Mage indeed. This deluxe mansion spell is simply a work of art..."

"Incredible."

"Where is the organizer of this Arcane Priory meeting?"

"No idea, I am also..."

...

"It should be here."

A Dimension Door appeared by the city wall. Cassius and Ramp, disguised as a Steel Golem, entered one after the other.

As Cassius entered, his striking black hair and golden eyes, combined with his extraordinary charisma, drew much attention, particularly from the women.

The noblewoman with the alias "Tulip" couldn't help but remark to her companion:

"What a charming fellow. Perhaps only someone like him deserves me, not those buffoons."

"And... he comes from a nobler bloodline."

"Pleasure to meet you."

She approached to chat, lifting her skirt in a curtsy, and Cassius responded with a polite smile.

"Good day, beautiful lady."

A mage behind them couldn't help but grumble:

"Another one of those magicians, using their extraordinary charm to deceive the Magic Web, spellcasters among barbarians."

"Yes, they will never understand spells, never grasp the workings of the Magic Web."

"Merely bending and playing with it like children."

Some others were curious about Ramp behind Cassius.

"What is that follower of his?"

"It appears to be... a Steel Golem."

"A Steel Golem?"

"I heard that the Southern Fadlan Empire's palace has such constructs, crafted from heavy metals and fused with rare tinctures and mixtures, making them indestructible."

"A golem of this size must be very expensive."

"Tsk tsk, what an enviable fellow."

"Tulip" listened to their gossip, feeling slightly displeased. She deliberately said, "I trust with your status, you wouldn't mind such envious remarks."

Cassius merely smiled, saying, "Getting used to others' envy is a required lesson for every Talented One."

"Wouldn't you agree, 'Tulip'?"

He easily discerned that the noblewoman was also a magician, though of low strength, barely at level 2, likely knowing only simple tricks.

"Of course."

The noblewoman smiled sweetly, clearly pleased.

Considering Anzeta's remote and impoverished location in the north, Cassius glanced around and saw no high-level professionals, mostly noble offspring with some magic knowledge.

The strongest among them was a man with the alias "Black Hawk," whose mage occupational level showed as level 8 on the panel, roughly equivalent to the current Ramp.

"You haven't registered an alias yet? I'll take you there."

"Alright, thank you."

The noblewoman led Cassius to the front of the hall.

The human-like constructed being followed its usual process by asking: "Please provide a name, as your identity code within the Arcane Priory."

Cassius pondered briefly.

"Call me 'Remnant Flame.'"

"Lord Remnant Flame, welcome to the Arcane Priory." The construct's voice was cold.

It was said to be a small toy made by Trafalgar in his youth, named "Steel Beauty" for its human-female-like appearance and stiff, mechanical movements.

There was room for improvement, but the Legendary Archmage had become accustomed to it and finalized the design.

Although created casually, it was equipped with devices capable of casting Fourth Tier Spells, making it a rare artifact.

In the spacious, luxuriously decorated hall was a large round table, and the attendees sat around it.

The exquisite dome above depicted many great arcane miracles in frescoes, leaving everyone in awe.

"As everyone is here..."

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"I am the organizer of this Arcane Priory meeting. You may call me 'Venus.'"

A clear voice echoed.

Everyone turned to the source of the voice—a young woman who appeared to be in her twenties.

Her slender dress outlined her graceful figure, with the robe's surface glittering like star-dust.

Long silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, with long, slightly curled eyelashes below which were clear and bright blue-gray eyes, containing both goodwill and a hint of pride.

While everyone marveled at her appearance, Cassius fell into thought.

"It's her..."

"'Silver Star' Olivia, a young Silver Dragon Mage, I didn't expect her to be one of the organizers of the Arcane Priory."

She was a renowned figure, with her Silver Dragon Clan "Melwood" being a significant force in Anzeta's fight against the demon scourge in later years.

It was said that an ancient dragon-stage Silver Dragon Elder existed within it, though in deep slumber and indifferent to worldly affairs.

[Silver Star-Olivia (Human Form)]

Occupational Level: 11 Mage

"An eleventh-level mage..."

This level didn't seem high but already marked a kingdom-level master capable of casting Sixth Tier Spells, which was the upper limit for most players.

In a magic-poor area like Anzeta, an eleventh-level mage could even be respectfully called an "Archmage."