Next day his mind wasn't on governance or military strategy, it was on the Wheel of Fate.
The new feature the system had unveiled the previous night had remained in his thoughts, its promise of unpredictable rewards made him very curious.
Kael stood in front of his desk, staring at the glowing blue interface of the NTR System, his arms crossed.
The Wheel of Fate shimmered before him, its segments divided into vibrant colors and symbols that promised everything from immense fortune to potential disappointment.
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"Well, here I am," he muttered under his breath. "Let's see if this wheel is more than just a flashy distraction."
The system's familiar voice chimed in, a mixture of amusement and encouragement. "Welcome back to the Wheel of Fate, Kael Vortan. This is where ambition meets chance. Four spins, each costing 50 SP. Are you ready to test your luck?"