Chapter 565: The Old Sage!!!
Saturday,
31 August 1991
Scotland
The Old Sage regretted nothing more than coming to this accursed Harry Potter Random World.
He regretted it so much, in fact, that he considered falling back an entire Set, if such a thing was even possible.
The Old Sage was an old man with a hunched back. He had a long, white beard under round glasses, behind which his beady, blue eyes were gleaming now and then. He was walking slowly, using the Staff in his hands as a cane.
Today, he had donned a violet robe over a white shirt.
The deep frown on his face, coupled with the troubled look in his eyes, ruined his sagely appearance, though.
After gaining his first Life Halt, he had faced almost no major obstruction.
Ranked 2nd in his Tournament of Worth, with the theme Mana, the number of Organizations from the 6th to 12th floor that had contacted him wasn't small, either.
Yet, the Old Sage had refused all... because he was a loner.