Silver Hand, Little Thief
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Frederick smiled bitterly and sighed. "A seventeen-year-old, tier 9 existence is almost certain to step into God's domain. Compared to Master, the violet blade and the golden lion really aren't even trash."
Although there was some flattery involved, after hearing Frederick's words, Joelson relaxed slightly.
It seemed that borrowing the magic array shouldn't be a problem.
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock on the door.
Frederick went forward to open the door, and the elven attendant of the hotel stood at the door with a smile.
"Two distinguished guests, Pryce of the Holy Church of Light has come to the king's city. Many people have gone to admire the elegance of the silver hand."
The elven attendant made a routine announcement and left after saying that.
Frederick glanced at Joelson, who stood up and nodded lightly. "Let's go and take a look."
What exactly was the so-called super genius of the central continent like.