"You know, Kane, the River of Fate is a very interesting thing. Sometimes it is subtle and stringent, while at other times it is monotonous and rigid."
Standing in the shadows of the empty house, Punk spoke unhurriedly to the idle mad knight:
"According to the River of Fate's criteria, when a Legendary professional is inside a powerful cage and has no friendly relationship with the cage's owner, that Legendary powerhouse is considered to be in a 'state of imprisonment.' Under such circumstances, the River of Fate will not activate any additional Interference Mechanisms. That is why Azterlan can personally create large quantities of supplies and food for others within this Magic Lock. The act of continuously creating massive amounts of items for others over a long period of time would certainly trigger Interference Mechanisms one after another outside, but while imprisoned by the Magic Lock, he can freely use his Legendary-tier power to give his people 'cheats' without any worries."
As he spoke in an eerie tone about the River of Fate's judgment mechanisms, even the chandelier's light in the spacious room seemed to dim beneath the gloomy atmosphere.
The three outside adventurers had now settled into the uppermost district of White Stone City. The Legendary Knight and the maiden goddess might have had nothing to do for the moment, but the Legendary spellcaster's busyness had only just begun.
For example, a huge pile of "magic items" freshly created with magical power was currently stacked before Punk.
Compared to the Legendary Mage who had been busy for half the day, however, Instant Kill Spear was far more leisurely. Ignoring Punk's lament over the River of Fate's unreasonable and incomprehensible judgment mechanisms, Kane simply gulped down the wine Azterlan had just sent over with an apprentice while reclining on a