The worlds of low-level wizards and high-level wizards are completely different.
But Colma has experience.
For her, the feeling of going from the north of Beta Town in the magic depression to the first university is similar to stepping from the world of low-level wizards to the world of high-level wizards.
The obscure words that cannot be understood, the prohibitively expensive magical materials, the arrogant nobles of the aristocratic families, the doubtful eyes and whispers around them, etc., all concepts belonging to the 'another' wizard world are like the sea water at high tide, pounced at her in an irresistible posture.
She was soaked all over and shivered in the cold wind.
Fortunately, she has always had good luck, so she was not swept into the bottom of the sea by the tide.
But she had learned divination and knew that luck could not always favor her. At this moment, sitting in the dim light of the cherry blossom tavern and listening to the rambling voice of the rat fairy, the witch felt this more and more strongly - Monteria's attack on her might be a warning of fate.
So, she must be more cautious.
Just like now.
Intuition told her that the fat mouse in front of her was leading the topic to a dangerous area - perhaps he had no bad intentions, but simply implying that the witch seized certain opportunities, but Colma, who had been to Sanyou Bookstore, knew that he had a high probability of not having a chance, and it was too dangerous to associate it with the words "where the principal goes".
Even a legendary wizard like the Rat Immortal, if you are not careful, you may die.
She can't live simply for herself.
As a great wizard in the North District and the dean of the Fringe Academy, she always has to think more than others... and then a little more. As Heraclitus said, it is impossible for a person to step into the same river twice, and the goddess of fate will not throw two identical charming eyes to the same person.
Next time, she may not have such good luck.
So, after hearing the words "If someone knows", the witch was a little rude and a little rash, but she was very tough and interrupted the words behind the Rat Immortal: "——You, your realm is already stable?"
The fat mouse sitting behind the row of glassware raised her head in surprise and glanced at her.
"——Well, no, not." He twisted the beard at his mouth, and did not persist for a moment, and shook his head thoughtfully: "What you see now is just my righteous body."
A righteous body, rather than an incarnation, means that the mouse immortal can mobilize fewer "thoughts" than expected.
No wonder he is so uncautious.
Colma let out a sigh of relief and naturally continued this abrupt topic: "...I remember during the Spring Festival, the school held a grand prayer ceremony, but it is said to help you strengthen the anchor point and get out of the silence period?"
"The foundation is not enough, no matter how much external force is, the help is limited."
The Rat Immortal also seemed to have completely forgotten what he had discussed a moment ago. A trace of regret appeared on his chubby little face and said scattered: "To be honest, it was beyond my expectations that I was able to advance unexpectedly last year... I originally thought I would be destroyed. A great wizard with a solid background and a strong foundation like Professor Aimah failed. What can I complain about? People are more important to know themselves, and the same is true for rats and rats." "Then when will you be able to stabilize your realm?" Colma naturally would not miss this rare opportunity - she has always been thinking about letting the Rat Fairy join the Fringe Academy.
Even if she doesn't have the chance to be the dean.
But being a vice president is also good, especially the official vice president of the No. 1 University, is a position that many great wizards inside and outside the league will never be able to touch in their entire lives.
"It will take a year or two."
The rat immortal shook his head vaguely. He thought that the witch's position of the dean of the Fringe Academy was knocked away by a big crow, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: "—If you didn't have any accidents this time, after a year or two, you might have the chance to see the scenery of the legendary rank... Or, after you become the Dean of the Fringe, you will miss a little bit of your fingers, and I can save a lot of water-beating time..."
It's true that he is still a mouse.
When Colma heard this, she burst into laughter.
"Just like you have nothing to complain about your current situation, I am already satisfied to be a great wizard." Having said that, she still cared a little bit: "——Besides, you know that my talent is not very good..."
The rat immortal waved his hand and interrupted the witch's words.
“For wizards, talent is both important and not important.”
This time, He did not vaguely, but explained very seriously: "...it is that it is the threshold for you to step into the realm of magic. If you can't cross it, everything will be over. Why were the wizards in the north before called "magic masters"? It is because they were blocked from the threshold. It is not that when you cross the threshold, the positive feedback that talent can give you will continue to decline... and will become more and more insignificant as your level improves. On the contrary, other traits, such as mind, opportunities, merit, etc., will gradually become prominent.
To put it in an old saying, "Children only talk about roots and bones, while adults all look at luck." We often hear which children have good magical talents, but who will discuss which great wizard has good magical talents?
This is the problem - in this world, few wizards can grow to the level of ignoring talent - coincidentally, your luck is good. When you just cross the threshold, you are dragged by the power of fate to a level that many people will never reach in their lifetime."
Speaking of this, the mouse fairy couldn't help pinching his beard again, and said nonsense: "—— Speaking of which, I have seen similar young people in the past two years."
The figure of a young wizard who had dealt with him flashed through his mind, and sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, everyone is right. This is a magnificent era."
Colma had to interrupt the mouse again to test the red line.
"How did you find me?" She was very curious about how she woke up and was still in the Sakura Tavern.
"It's not that I found you, but that I was arranged to take care of you."
The Rat Immortal did not take any credit and briefly explained: "After the school dealt with Monteria, I couldn't find a reliable candidate for a while, so I was summoned out temporarily."
A simple sentence clearly outlines the difficult situation between the North District and the edge.
Colma lowered her eyelids and remembered what her father once said to her - at any time, don't wait for the crisis to come, but assume that they have come, otherwise, what she "can do or not" today may become "have to do" tomorrow.