Return

Although Solam had seen this kind of energy absorption that surpassed all convention before—Ocasuan's energy absorption had caused far greater disturbances—it was only because of the modified Mythallar that it had been so dramatic. This, however, was genuinely a mage tower! As a half-baked mage, Solam still possessed a basic sense of curiosity.

Unfortunately, just as he was about to calm down and carefully scan the mage tower with his mental power, Osvid finally spoke.

"You're the one who took my things, aren't you?"

"Mm! Huh?" Solam had never expected Osvid to launch a sudden attack, so he instinctively nodded. But he immediately realized something was wrong. How could he admit it so quickly? No matter what, he could not be this direct.

"Oh! Oh! I picked them up. I thought you didn't want them anymore. If you hadn't come looking for me this time, I might have almost forgotten about them myself." In an attempt to salvage the situation, Solam could only make up nonsense, putting on an unconcerned expression as though those things meant nothing to him. In truth, his heart was bleeding.

"Hehehehe." Though Osvid laughed aloud at Solam's words, he was already cursing the little bastard inside. How shameless. Still, Osvid did not intend to pursue the matter too deeply.

Originally, Solam had been part of Osvid's plan. Unfortunately, Chalanona had disagreed. She would not allow Solam to interfere in this matter, not even a little. Thus, Osvid no longer had any interest in wasting words with Solam. He only needed to retrieve his things. As for Solam's nonsense, he had no interest in calling him out on it. Whatever Solam said, went.

"Then I should thank you. But can you return those things to me now? Many of them were left to me by my