The sisters being here had originally been part of a deal between the Wood Elves and Wu Heng.
Back then, they truly had seemed as if their clan had "sold" them to this human island master.
Yet after signing the Slave Contract, their status had not been as low as they had imagined, and Wu Heng had indeed treated them well.
Not only had they reached level 19 during this time, but now he had even prepared strange artifacts suited to the two sisters.
He truly treated them as his own people—perhaps even better than the Wood Elves had.
Wu Heng smiled and said, "They're perfect for you. Reaching level 20 sooner will be the best way to thank me."
Eluria dropped to one knee, pressed her right hand to her left breast, and performed a gesture of allegiance. "Thank you for your support, my lord. We will work even harder."
"Mm, but don't wear yourselves out," Wu Heng said.
"Yes!" Eluria answered. When she looked up again, Wu Heng had already gone up the stairs.
Outside the window, silvery moonlight streamed in, spilling a sheen across the coffee table.
Eluria first put away her sister's Blood Sacrifice Dagger, then carefully lifted the Horizon-Shrinking Ruler. The bronze bell gave a soft chime as she rose.
As if possessed, Eluria took a step forward.
Space twisted before her eyes for an instant.
When she came back to her senses, the tip of her boot was already pressed against the edge of the first stair.
A distance of seven or eight steps had been crossed in a single stride.
"This..." Eluria suddenly turned around. Her unfinished tea was still on the coffee table, proving that what had just happened was no illusion.
The effect was this good?
If used properly, the advantage