Lilith and Natalie remained silent as if they had said something. The two pairs of eyes stared at the "holy mark of wind" in Mike's hand.
Mike felt like he had kept two kittens at home. When he was about to feed them, there was only one ham sausage left.
Fortunately, Mike was not a hesitant person. The "holy mark of wind" needed to bind identity immediately, and he had never treated his subordinates shabbily.
So after thinking for a while, Mike handed the "holy mark of wind" to Lilith.
"I understand the importance of the mage tower to you, and I promise to give each of you a mage tower. This one will be given to Lilith, who was called here first by me. There will always be a second core among the 1000 mage towers suitable for you, Natalie."
As Mike said, he suddenly felt a soft and warm touch on his lips.
Before he could figure out what was going on, Lilith had already trotted back with the "holy mark of wind" in her hands. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked extremely shy.