"Since your strategic level is not as good as Kromi's, how could he not see through the issue? If you push him too hard, he might even turn against us."
"I'm sorry, I was reckless." Aivir bowed her head in admission.
Roland looked at her dejected expression and couldn't help but remind her, "Are all the Wise Men of my race dead?"
Aivir trembled slightly, hurriedly knelt on one knee, and raised her hands above her head.
"Please, Wise Man, grant me strength and wisdom."
That's how it should be.
Roland solemnly lifted the scepter, gently tapped her palm three times, and then placed a magic ring stored in his private space into her hand.
"This contains an energy storage array equivalent to thirty percent of my attack power. Just input magic power to activate it."
Aivir respectfully accepted Roland's gift and expressed her gratitude.
Though her attitude was respectful, she was somewhat indifferent inside.
