That's right, that's how it was written in the books!"
"..."
The black-robed Wizard's lips twitched, and he suddenly said,""Forget it, it's tiring to talk to you. Let's be honest...
I did come to buy some items. I wanted to buy some bones of monsters to experiment with spells. However, I was dragged into a team by you as soon as I arrived. I didn't plan to enter the Buried City at first, but after thinking about it, it seemed more convenient to study spells here. The materials were fresher too, so I came."
As he spoke, the black-robed Wizard took a deep breath and removed his hood. He said slowly,"" Let me get to know you again. My name is Olivia Hera, the goddess who believes in the night and death."
As the hood was taken off, Hera's voice gradually turned from hoarse to ethereal.
As an elf, Emily had an exquisite face that humans could not compare to. However, under Hera's hood, she had an exquisite face that was not inferior to Emily's.
