Having decided to recruit the hero Isroya, Mu Yuan had naturally given it considerable thought.
First of all, she was highly skilled in arcane arts, mastering countless spells and many other techniques. Of course, compared with the breadth of knowledge and theoretical understanding possessed by the Library Curator next door, Isroya was far inferior.
The two each had their own strengths and weaknesses.
However, Isroya's advantages went far beyond that. Among the dozen or so top-tier heroes before him, she was the only one who had mastered a domain.
A domain!
Even though Mu Yuan felt that domains did not seem particularly rare, comparing her with the other heroes, who did not possess even the slightest trace of a domain, showed just how far Isroya's natural talent surpassed ordinary people's.
One could see a thing or two—or three or four—from her profile alone.
Aside from orthodox arcane arts, she had also mastered countless unorthodox and even obscure spells.
Of course, if that were all, then in Mu Yuan's eyes, comparing Isroya with the Grand Arcanist would at most be a seven-to-three, eight-to-two, or nine-to-one split.
Mu Yuan stepped forward and gazed into her deep, mysterious eyes, bright as the stars.
He extended his hand and asked solemnly, "Are you willing to become my hero?"
Before Isroya, the lord was shrouded in golden radiance, as if he were slowly approaching on golden auspicious clouds.
Holy and warm.
Isroya took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions surging through her heart like a tide. With the most elegant bearing she had learned in her life, she extended her hand, placed it upon the lord's warm palm, and bowed slightly.
"I am willing."
"My lord."
"Ding!"
"Notice: Recruit the hero 'Isroya'?"
"Notice: Your invitation has received the hero 'Isroya's' consent. Under the witness of