Return of the Class 8 Mage
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‘However, this can now be categorized at least high or above high level.’

It was because Ian himself was wearing it, feeling weak. If that sorcerer was 3rd class or below would wear a changed Morgrian ring?

‘The grade level itself will change.’

At least, to the extent of the total amount of mana and its healing power, one would experience the effect of raising one grade level, which would naturally be a very powerful thing.

‘Outstanding.’

Ian enjoyed the ring.

She quickly took out the necklace she was wearing from inside her clothes. At this time, Ian did not have a large prairie stick or Mitchell Greenriver's robe. He hurriedly took out the necklace because all he had was the Morgrian Ring and the Empress's talisman

“How about this?”

“Eh? That's a necklace?”

Ian took off the necklace and handed it to Craven.

“Memitip is also bad in some ways ...”

Ian's voice became somewhat cautious.

However, he was full of anticipation.

He has butterflies, which are very different from him.

“Oh, this is good?”

“Is it good?”

“Iya. At this quality, almost perfect.”

“….. Is that so?”

“Who made this?”

“Yeah, I'm not sure.”

Ian hid his disappointment.

At the same time, he had a few questions.

The empress' necklace is perfect?

‘Can this be described as perfect?’

Of course, it must be a well-made necklace artifact.

His strength was acceptable and his appearance was also very clean.

It's just that he has a question whether this can be described as ‘perfect’. Why is that so, since its strength is much weaker than the Morgrian ring that Craven's hand had just remade?

“The standard guess can be different.”

One can only see as much as he knows. Ian let it pass and took out a spatial pouch. He wanted to take out the silk, which was considered an artifact material, which was sent to him as a gift by Hector Coldwood.

“How about this silk ...”

Ian took out the blue silk and showed it to Craven.

Can something be made using this silk? If possible, there is no need to look for a craft expert written in a diary.

“….”

But he felt something strange.

Continence and Craven's expression have changed.

It was a face that was very familiar to Ian.

He remembered that expression and the gleam in his eyes.

So, obviously…..

‘When he first met ....’

When Ian's thought had reached that point.

“Killer! You are coming again!”

“Sialan.”

Ian shook his head wide.

He seems to have gone back to being a crazy little boy.

“You killer ! I will definitely tear you apart this time!”

“Who woo…. Sleep for now.”

“Omong empty!”

“Back as another when you wake up.”

The sleeping spell put Craven to sleep.

If she was a witch, she would definitely fight back.

It was normal if he at least showed an attempt against.

“Z…. ZZ....”

It was the same result this time as well.

Instead of showing any signs of resistance, he fell asleep immediately.

He looked increasingly mysterious the more Ian looked at him.

“Then now...”.

He placed the silk back into the spatial pouch first. Just in case, he also put down the craft tools, some materials and all the craft products from the warehouse as well.

‘Is there more stuff to pack?’

Ian observed every corner of the warehouse.

Then a random stone appeared in his view.

It was a stone lying just like that in the corner.

‘Surat....?’

There were words written on the surface of the stone. Those are the Royal Roe letters, written in the same way as they were done with chisels. Although there were some ancient writings, it was not a problem for Ian who had studied the language.

‘For someone reading this message...’.

***

Spartoi, the dragon warrior, who came to the land abundantly through strange dreams, was still there. He was with countless bodies that were reborn through the dragon bones buried under the fertile soil. That number has increased so much since the beginning that they fill the plentiful surface of the land.

(…..)

The spartoi, which had the largest mass among all bodies with a bright sparkle that surged through the eye sockets bone, stood on the edge of a cliff of fertile soil. He stared blankly at the sky without saying a word.

(soon..).

But the glint in Spartoi's eyes, looking up at the sky, was not the same as before. Spartoi eye color is ‘blue’ before. However, his eyes spewed out a luster ‘golden color’. From his empty eye bones, appeared ‘golden-colored light’, namely.

(As you wish...).

As soon as Spartoi's slow voice, the voice of the dragon warriors, was complete, tens and thousands of dragon warriors began to spew out glittering light, from their empty eyes, into the sky. It was the same glittering golden eyes as that body.

“Krrrrrr-!”

Is that all? They all looked up at the empty sky and even let out hoarse sounds. It must have sounded like the screams of the dragon army. It was so hard that the entire fertile ground started to tremble.

KooooKooooKoooo….!

Then suddenly something extraordinary happened.

Strong tremors swept through the rich country.

Will it be destroyed?

No, it didn't happen.

Instead, it moved.

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Krrev! Krrs! Rrrr……

The many lands suspended in the sky had started to move.

The speed of movement is not fast. However, the designated destination area seems to have been determined.

The direction to which the ground begins to move. The great city of man was located at the end of the location.

It was none other than the capital of the Greenriver Empire. That is ‘Greenriverdium’, Ian's home.