Ministers, vice ministers, experts and heads of departments, and commanders wearing the rank of general.

�That person����.�

Almaretta, the president of South Eymond, who was standing against the background of the government building, approached with a humble smile.

�Come, come, poor man.�Thank you for visiting South Eymond Republic.�

Even as the people watched, she bowed her head twice to Sirone and Minerva.

�I risked life and death.�

While Minerva gave a meaningful smile, Sirone didn�t know how to respond.

�Uh, I belong to the Ivory Tower����.�

Ignoring the president, Minerva turned to a man in his early 50s standing to her side and said,

�Long time no see, kid?�

Nam Eymond Magic Association president, Luda Garcia, replied with a slight nod.

�long time no see.�

A certified first-class wizard who has honed fire magic to the limit, his fireball is said to burn down a village.

�again.�

Minerva bent her index finger down as if lowering her head further.

�����.�

Garcia was motionless.

�again.�

�This is a welcome ceremony prepared with the utmost effort.�Let�s not do anything that lowers the dignity of each other.�

Sirone felt it from the first time he saw Garcia.

�Strong, this person.�

It was a prayer that did not fall in the slightest compared to Lufist, the head of Tormia�s Magic Association.

�again.�This is your last chance.�

Almaretta, completely forgotten about being ignored, winked with a puzzled expression.

�I just do it.�You know this human nature.�

Garcia bowed at a 90 degree angle.

�It�s been a while, Star of the Ivory Tower.�

Minerva, who was looking down at him with cold eyes, pointed at Sirone with her chin.

�There is one more.�

Garcia showed no emotion. JrNovels.com