I, Braska, finally have a Diamond Golem too!!!
Though it isn't actually mine.
At least the right to use this Diamond Golem is in my hands now!
Just who else can say that!
This was what Braska, the former Lord of the West Tower of the Arcane Brotherhood, thought on his first day in office after Li Wei had "released" him, as he gazed at the golem.
It had to be said that Braska was a little too exhilarated at the moment, so much so that he had temporarily forgotten the throbbing pain and lingering effects around his waist.
The Mage "physicians" of Zelandia had strictly carried out Li Wei's will:
Before using [Greater Restoration] to heal the old back Drolu had smashed to pieces, they had implanted a magical item imbued with [Counterspell] between his lumbar vertebrae—a backdoor to keep him from betraying them and running away.
As a result, Braska often suffered symptoms akin to "herniated discs."
Naturally optimistic, Braska had assumed it was merely an aftereffect of repairing his lumbar vertebrae, and had even counted himself fortunate for it.
With injuries this severe, even if he used [Limited Wish] himself, he had no idea whether he could afford the necessary Spellcasting Materials and price.
But all of that had been cast to the back of his mind when he saw this Diamond Golem, which Li Wei had promised to entrust to his care for the time being.
This was a legendary Diamond Golem!
If those old colleagues from the Water-Drawing City Mage Guild knew he had a Diamond Golem like this in his hands, they'd probably be so jealous they cracked apart, aha.
His feelings at the moment were rather like the complicated emotion seen in Blue Star news, when someone suddenly borrowed a globally limited supercar