Fisk's Visit

Evenson's painstakingly planned opening skirmish had progressed about as far as this. There was still some time before the war officially began. After all, whether it was Agatha purging dissidents on her end or the Demon Heart Warrior modifications on this end, both required time.

Especially the latter. According to Evenson's plan, one batch would be modified each week, with twenty people per batch. It would take nearly half a year to finish all five hundred, and they would need intensive training afterward. The whole process would take around eight months.

So, for now, the plan could only move forward steadily and methodically. It was impossible to accomplish everything in one stroke.

Once the serious business was finished, Klayya took a light sip from her dazzling, multicolored cocktail. Her eyes shifted as she said to Allen, "Since you've already shown me all your holdings, I ought to return the favor. Come with me to Kamar-Taj later. I'll take you around the Three Great Sanctums."

"The Three Great Sanctums?" Evenson gently swirled his wineglass and answered almost without thinking, "Forget it. Too much trouble. I'm not interested in those places."

Evenson was indeed telling the truth. Kamar-Taj's Magic was fundamentally different from his own path, and its methods of casting were rather limited. He truly had no interest in it. But he had not realized that sometimes, even the truth ought to stay buried in one's stomach instead of being blurted out without a second thought.

The moment he said that, Klayya's entire face darkened. "You have to go!"

"Fine, fine, I'll go." Evenson finally caught on and hurried to make amends. "Come to think of it, we've known each other for so long, yet I've never formally visited Kamar-Taj. I'll have to trouble you to introduce it to me this