When all was said and done, no matter how unbelievable this matter was, it was not something I could consider for now. Following the Chairman's advice and refraining from acting on my own is what best serves my interests. Mestur is a Blazing Sun Throne. Faced with such a shocking conspiracy, an ordinary Legend like me should focus on diligently improving my strength.
Thinking this, Punk calmly gathered up all the aberrant warlock souls.
This anticlimactic research had finally come to an end. Knowing what mattered most, Whisper of Destruction understood that this bottomless "pool" was not yet suitable for him to dive into. No matter what major events were unfolding across Faerûn, his plan for steady development should not be affected.
"..."
A Legendary powerhouse's sense of time was always both brief and vast. Since the Chairman had explicitly stated that no new assignments would be issued for a long time, Punk estimated that no new "summons" would appear for at least twenty to thirty thousand years.
Over the next ten thousand years, the caster planned to first carefully take the magical materials from his warehouse, experiment with and study them, and turn them into tangible power he could wield. Then, he would go see what kind of "adventure plan" Kane had in mind.
After all, long experience had shown that although Instant Kill Spear was an utterly unreliable person, the "great opportunities" he repeatedly uncovered through unknown means usually yielded considerable rewards. Punk had always gained quite a few good things while participating as well... By now, the caster had even begun looking forward to the Legendary Knight's invitations.
But that was a matter for ten thousand years later. In the time ahead, the first project Punk planned to research and study was a brand-new Legendary Magic!
"Alchemy