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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.

but it was also because she was among the very few

far above the cut-off age for this event. It would have to be her juniors that participated. However...

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

all those bastards who kept saying they

the mantle of the Minerva Race. Didn't this prove that all their cowardice

Celestia," Minerva

she waited, Minerva's thoughts were churning. Although all of this felt great, she felt that she was suddenly dancing

shrugged it

if this was the tune of the Plutos, at least for now, it was impossible

was just overthinking it, what was the point of

her demeanor respectful to the point it seemed she mind bowed down and kowtow if Minerva gave the slightest inkling that

Crafting these

I've been doing

more confident. I do not take dregs as disciples. You are the only

a low shout, but she didn't seem to

through gritted teeth. "I have reached a

bad. I will guide you personally to reach the Seventh

excitement

...

Order Standards were a measurement of Crafting skill created by the Minerva Race. The particular standards that Minerva herself was referring to were the Demi-God

their Dream or Soul Force strength, and then there was

matters,

or Bronze and above varied widely in a given

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