Master of the Silver Tower

Steel's series of miraculous antics left Dago both shocked and speechless.

Only then did he understand why he had been unable to detect Steel's spiritual power cultivation. Steel was not human at all—his true form was a rainbow parrot.

Yet before this, he had been able to speak and converse with him so fluently. Was that the effect of some spell?

Dago did not know, but after Steel's little performance, his previously tense mood had relaxed considerably.

"Enough, enough, Steel the little loudspeaker. I get it."

The wizard at the long table spoke in a pleasant voice tinged with helplessness. She flicked a sparkling Magic Stone toward the rainbow parrot on the silver perch, and it swallowed it in one nimble gulp.

"Thank you for leading him here, Steel."

The rainbow parrot flapped its wings happily, repeating, "Praise Undine, eternally youthful, beautiful, and generous!"

The female wizard shook her head helplessly, then slowly turned toward Dago.

Dago narrowed his eyes, as though an intense yet incomparably gentle light had blossomed before him.

He had never felt such vast and boundless spiritual power. It was like endless starlight in the night, gently enveloping him.

And at last, he saw the woman's appearance clearly.

Her fair skin was as white and luminous as snow beneath moonlight. Her features were exquisite beyond compare, and she possessed a tranquil aura that made people feel at ease.

Just as he had imagined countless times before, this was what a powerful and noble wizard should look like.

Undine's violet eyes settled on Dago. She seemed to let out a quiet breath of relief, and the first thing she said to him was, "I was worried your condition would be the same as Bernal's."

"Uh?"

"Have a seat, Dago. Relax a little. I'm not going to eat