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"Professor, what are we doing here?" Anfey asked, confused, looking at the highly-secured magic array in a distance.

"Picking someone up," Saul said.

"Who is it?" Anfey asked.

"Someone you know," Saul said with a smile.

Anfey thought about it and frowned. Among the people he knew who could make Saul come to pick him up, it had to be that old fellow.

Soon, the magic array slowly started. A thick radiance soon covered the whole magic array. Saul walked up, still smiling. He walked two steps forward and then stopped. He looked very sharp.

Bruzuryano walked out of the magic array first. He was followed by a middle-aged man, and then four young elves. Of course, they were comparatively young. Everybody knew elves had long life spans. Those elves looked like they were about 18 years old, but in fact, they had lived in this world for hundreds of years.

"You are on time" Saul said in a low voice.

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