"See? Just like that. It's simple." Lin Chuan waved a hand and said casually, "I've blocked Little Sun's hearing and sight. Now we can talk freely."
Little Sun?
Hmm... that boy was tall, but his face did look pretty young. Speaking of which, since the City of Silver used Jotun, did everyone there have Giant blood?
Still, no matter how old the boy was, Lin Chuan could certainly get away with calling him Little Sun.
Klein privately snarked about a certain someone's age, but he also found the nickname oddly fitting and decided to use it himself.
At the same time, he relaxed and stopped maintaining his inscrutable pose. He leaned against the back of his chair, resting his hands together in front of him as he settled into a more comfortable position.
"How did you do it?" Once he had adjusted his posture, Klein repeated his earlier question.
He looked at Lin Chuan with a hint of suspicion and couldn't resist remarking:
"Why does it feel like you're the 'mysterious ruler above the gray fog'? You know far more about what this place can do than I do."
Lin Chuan shook his head and said frankly:
"That's not the case. In fact, I'm a little surprised you haven't realized it."
Somewhat speechless, Klein rolled his eyes.
"Then tell me why. Stop keeping me in suspense."
"It's so simple." Lin Chuan smiled. "I asked you for permission, then told this place my wish directly. That's all."
"A wish?" Klein keenly caught the key word in Lin Chuan's explanation. Thoughts flashed through his mind before he asked for confirmation, "Granting wishes, creating miracles... a Miracle Invoker?"
Lin Chuan affirmed his guess approvingly:
"Yes, you can think of it that way. This palace, the Bronze Long Table, and the objects you manifest