Even Alan couldn't help but feel a sense of pride welling up within him after receiving such high praise from this renowned veteran of the mage world.
Tier-gold. A tier considered the backbone of all magical civilizations—today, he had finally brushed against its threshold.
All that remained was to solidify his foundations, stabilize his mana, and take things one step at a time. If he did that, then someday, tier-platinum, tier-diamond, even the long-distant Legendary tier might no longer be just a dream.
Seeing the faint smile curling on Alan's lips, the middle-aged man gave a wry smile and shrugged. "Don't get ahead of yourself just yet, kid. Sure, your control over mana far surpasses the average mage. Plus, you've got those specialized mana circuits as trump cards and finishers. But… there's still something important I need to remind you of."
