That evening.
Nicholas, that bad old man, was simply flattering himself.
On the way back to the lounge, Kellen kicked a stone on the roadside and mocked at Nicholas's words in his heart.
'When the competition is over, I'm about to graduate. The invitation of the magic association has come.'
'As soon as I graduate, I will become a member of the magic association.'
'For me, this competition is just an extra draw on my resume.'
'I won't take it seriously?'
The more Kellen thought about it, the more ridiculous the other team members looked.
As for Andrew.
Kellen was angry with him.
'In the future, Isco will be the duty director of the seventeenth branch of the magic association, and my invitation also says that I will be arranged to go to the seventeenth branch in the future.'
'That is to say, in a month, Isco will be my immediate superior.'
He had planned to build a good relationship in this competition and lay a solid foundation for his future promotion.