Going to the Desolation Continent was not something they could do by simply leaving. As powerhouses of major factions, both of them naturally had many arrangements to make before departing. After all, no one knew how long they would be gone.
On top of that, William had only just arrived on the Rune Continent and still had plenty to do. There was no need to rush.
And so.
After realizing that he had a pretty good relationship with the Rune Mage.
The Prince finally revealed his "sinister" side and asked for a Rune Saint Stone, saying he wanted to take it back and broaden the horizons of the mages on the Legendary Continent.
Yet the Rune Mage did not find this somewhat shameless request excessive at all. He said that if William gave him three days, he would forge one for him.
For free.
In a word.
This old buddy was so generous it was absurd.
He would give away a Holy Relic-level treasure just like that.
Two words.
Classy.
William was deeply moved. If not for the fact that the favorability was genuine, he would have thought this old man wanted to do something to him.
The next morning.
The Prince had just stepped out the door when a Legendary-Class Professional was already waiting outside to receive him.
William's eyes lit up when he saw the man.
The other man wore a smile, but a trace of helplessness and reluctance flashed in his eyes.
That was right.
This young-looking Grand Archmage was the Forbidden Arts Master.
In secret, he was Purple Armor One of Godslayer Hall. In public, he was the Rune Mage's Apprentice and a core high-ranking member of the Rune Holy Land.
The Forbidden Arts Master appeared to possess only the ability to seal other Professionals' equipment.