In an unnamed valley, Klein looked at a notarized document in his hand without the slightest change in expression.
This should have been a divine contract left behind from the Fourth Epoch, one that held a certain binding force over angels.
But contracts existed to be broken. The reason Charon had produced this one was more to offer reassurance—to undermine Klein's fighting spirit and make him feel that even if he lost, he still had a way out and nothing to worry about.
"Charon, I'm here."
Ever since the Magus Sequence, one of the greatest strengths of Klein's pathway had been preparation.
As long as he was sufficiently prepared, fighting above his level was no problem.
Even at the angel level, it was the same!
But unfortunately, Charon's understanding of this pathway was no worse than his.
Before they met, they had already exchanged moves across a distance several times.
In the end, they settled on this temporary location, where both sides' teammates had already appeared elsewhere on the minimap and neither side had made much preparation.
This was an uninterrupted imperial duel between solo laners.
Win and live. Lose and die.
Charon, dressed in a black robe with a long, thick beard covering his face, appeared before Klein.
He looked at Klein with an expression of admiration.
"I was right about you.
"In such a short time, you've become a Miracle Invoker. You're the only young man I've seen who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Roselle."
Even to Charon, Roselle was a miracle worth boasting about for a long time.
Charon had invested in Roselle when he was still weak, and he had likewise received enormous returns from him.
To receive such an evaluation from him was already an immense affirmation.
"If you were given enough time to