As he heard Rae's departing words, Arthur felt a chill down his spine. However, he got rid of one of the obstacles that would hinder him from completing his plan.
"S-sir, I don't think I can keep it for long." Beran stuttered with a pale face.
"Oh, okay. You can stop. Why are you calling me sir?" Arthur watched as the illusion that coated the staff wore off.
"I… I…" Beran kept trailing as he panicked. Arthur could almost see steam rising from his head. He sighed and patted the young man on the shoulder.
"Have a bit more confidence, you have a useful ability."
"But it's not powerful," Beran whispered.
"Yeah, it's not powerful, usually." Arthur took the object from Beran's hands and weighed it down. "But it was powerful today. This will determine whether we'll win or not." Arthur said with a grin as he looked at the silver flag in his hand.
"Are you sure Alice is okay with this?" Moli asked with worry.
