Creator God Tima's Overlord Journey

Beside the staff lay a pure white robe, embroidered with phoenixes and dragons in golden thread. Aisha briefly imagined herself wearing it and couldn't help swallowing.

Not even the pontiff of the Slane Theocracy would have such sacred vestments, would they?

"If you want magic items, I have plenty of good things here." Aya crossed her legs. "Of course, I also have magic books. Some magic books can raise your level after being read just once. With your talent, you should be able to learn sixth-tier magic directly."

"If you aren't interested in magic items or magical power and instead want worldly status and authority..." Aya gave it some thought.

"Do you want to become the emperor of the Empire? If you do, I should be able to put you on the throne within half a year..."

Her tone was serious. She was not joking in the slightest.

After hearing Aya list all those things, Aisha's mind was a little dazed.

What was this? Was this really discussing payment? Or had I rubbed some strange magic lamp and summoned a god who could grant wishes?

Aisha certainly didn't dislike money. Having suffered from a lack of it for so long, she was naturally tempted by the chance to receive tens of thousands of gold coins and become wealthy overnight.

Magic items were treasures that money could not buy. High-level magic items basically only came from ruins; they had a market but no price.

Reaching the level of sixth-tier magic... wouldn't that put her on the same level as Fluder Paradyne, a magic caster standing above the violence of nations...

She could even become the emperor of the Empire—no, she should say empress.

The Baharuth Empire was a patriarchal nation, and no empress had ever appeared in its history... Before this,