The young aunt and her grown nephew

Lumina had received a proper noble education and knew that good looks did not make someone a good person.

But she could not control her heart. Affection, admiration, and feelings she could not name threatened to spill over.

At her most helpless moment, this man had suddenly appeared and pulled her out of the Abyss and back into the world of the living. An onlooker could hardly understand that feeling of salvation. Lucian, with his wealth of experience, remained somewhat wary.

They had only just escaped the wolf's den and were not yet out of danger. Perhaps one wrong word would cost them their lives.

So, as he freed his subordinates, he warned them with his eyes not to relax and to stay ready at all times.

Anse noticed Lucian's little gestures but paid them no mind.

All he wanted was a deal, using this opportunity to learn more about the Antilan Empire so he could plan his next moves.

The Dice turned slightly, bringing up information on the two:

[Lumina Calien, human, level 17 Mage (Solar Mage)]

[Lucian Calien, human, level 23 Mage (Solar Mage)]

"Is everyone in Calien a genius?"

Lumina looked under twenty, yet she had already reached level 17. In Faerun, she would have been an absolute prodigy.

She was a Mage, after all, not a Sorcerer, Druid, or the like.

Lucian was a little older, probably in his forties, but his ability to enter the legendary ranks left no doubt about his talent.

"My name is Anser Horleywen." He gave Lumina a slight smile. "Isn't Calien the royal family? Was there something wrong with the way I asked earlier?" He had browsed the information provided by the Overmind, which mentioned that the Antilan Empire was an autocracy ruled by its emperor. Even the