[Thanks to Ian <3 (5/6)]

Leonel chuckled to himself. Unfortunately, Aina's Force Pill Crafting methods relied on her Blood Sovereignty to Force Pill Craft.

'Well, knowing her, she could probably take another first place after creating an entirely different method. But I can't let them covet my wife too much, she's all mine.'

Leonel ducked instinctually, only recovering when he realized there wasn't a frying pan coming for his head.

He cleared his throat, clamped his hand behind his back, and continued his stroll.

...

Owlan Race.

Minerva sat in silence, reading over the mandate again and again.

Of course, this matter had been accepted by the Owlan Race on behalf of her. It was almost an amusing joke. Almost.

Elrik had been here not too long ago telling her that her only place was in bed with a big belly. And now, the entire Race was expecting her to lead the charge for their glory.

What a bunch of sick bastards.

As the Pavilion Head, she was nowhere near the strongest Owlan, but she was certainly the best Crafter.

Force, but it was also because she was among the very few who embraced her Minerva Race roots. She had been basking in this profession for all her

for this event. It would have to be her juniors that participated. However... this was all too useful to

of Minds for the first time in such a long time, and it was the Owlans who were chosen to

would all those bastards

the Gods had given them the right to take up the mantle of the Minerva Race. Didn't this prove that all their cowardice was worth next to

Minerva suddenly

all of this felt great, she felt that she was suddenly dancing to another's tune and it was a

shrugged

of the Plutos,

if she was just overthinking it, what was the point

it seemed she mind bowed down and kowtow

is your Crafting these days?" Minerva

been

more confident, so be more confident. I do not take dregs

low shout, but she didn't seem to be truly

said through gritted teeth. "I have reached a

so... not bad. I will guide you personally to reach the Seventh

up with excitement as she hurriedly

...

Order Standards were a measurement of Crafting skill created by the Minerva Race.

Crafter's prowess. There was their Spirit, their

matters, it

was used to didn't work was because what could be considered Black or Bronze and above varied widely in a given world. There were some worlds

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255