Then I'll leave it to you, the boy I trust most in this life!

Astoria could not help but look envious as she sensed the quasi Demon King level energy fluctuations radiating from the ball of lightning in Irvin's palm.

The Ancient Magic Lightning Strike that Irvin had mastered allowed him to infinitely stack the Power of Lightning, using that immense lightning power to trigger a qualitative change through quantitative accumulation and thus advance to a Demon King level wizard.

But Astoria's Blood Curse Kill could not do the same. The Ancient Magic Blood Curse Kill did not possess the special mechanism of infinitely stacking a certain kind of power. Its unique feature was that it manifested a wizard's bloodline talents.

Therefore, if Astoria wished to advance to a Demon King level wizard, she could only follow the old path of Linley and Irina: steadily practice the Ancient Magic Blood Curse Kill she had mastered while learning more high-damage magic and bloodline curses.

Astoria had a feeling that if she could advance to a Demon King level wizard, it would surely be through her attainments in high-damage magic and bloodline curses, along with the Ancient Magic Blood Curse Kill that belonged to her alone.

At that moment, Irvin waved his hand and dispersed the lightning ball in his palm. He looked hesitantly at the girl before him and said softly, "Astoria, are you planning to resolve the matter of the Grindelwald Family?"

Irvin had to admit that when he had first approached the young witch Astoria, although her considerable magical talent was one reason, his greater motive had been the power behind her—the Grindelwald Family.

But as time passed, their relationship had grown closer and closer. From friends in the beginning, they became comrades-in-arms later on. What he valued was no longer the Grindelwald Family behind her, but Astoria herself.

Irvin had not intended