The sun slowly rose, and the white clouds cracked open slightly, allowing dazzling golden light to spill down.
The originally greyish-blue steel airship was now tinged with a hint of gleaming gold.
Colin continued to look around, and although there were many people gathered in the central square at the moment, they were not disorderly. If one looked carefully, it was apparent that they were divided into several distinct regions.
At this moment, those wizards near the airship were boarding in an orderly fashion. Given the current pace, it shouldn't be long before it would be their turn.
Not far away, Margaret was talking with the accompanying wizards from the other eight major schools of this Alus Association meeting.
Adjacent to them were the wizards of their subsidiary schools. In front of them, lined up into nine queues according to the Nine Major Schools, were the Wizard Apprentices.
The hierarchy was strict and clearly demarcated.
