"It is truly astonishing, Mr. Whisper of Destruction. In less than ten thousand years, you have already advanced to Level 49! In my perception, the you who was merely an ordinary legendary professional still seemed to linger in the hazy yesterday... How remarkable. I had previously seen such an unbelievable rate of advancement in only one person."
Within the dark, frigid laboratory of the magic tower, a projected image of a veiled woman stood before Punk, sincerely marveling at the caster's rapid advancement.
There was no doubt that this mist-shrouded projection was the magical form of the most mysterious Bright Moon member under the Chairman—Madam Eternal Sleep Eye. Woven from laws and energy, the mysterious woman displayed before the Morningstar Mage possessed a tall figure and calm demeanor. Compared with the Chairman's aloof, secluded, otherworldly air, Eternal Sleep Eye carried the elegant bearing of a mature noblewoman.
According to the Chairman's explanation, Madam Eternal Sleep Eye was a caster of the Bright Moon tier. Although no executor had ever personally witnessed her class level or magical prowess, and she had never acted even once during any operation arranged by the Chairman, a mysterious lady acknowledged by a Blazing Sun Throne naturally deserved due respect.
Therefore, in response to the refined projection's sighs and praise, Punk nodded slightly, tightened his grip on the Pale Scepter, and calmly replied:
"Thank you for your praise, Madam Eternal Sleep Eye, but I do not believe my advancement speed deserves such an exaggerated description as 'unbelievable.' As far as I know, even within our Silent Alliance, there is a genius warrior whose advancement efficiency is no less impressive than mine. If nothing unexpected has happened, my old acquaintance Baron Bisadas should be about to begin his charge toward the Bright Moon tier as well."
Wary,