Alice was acquainted with the old sorcerer, Kyle.
The head of the Arcane Society, he was no ordinary individual.
Yet even so, she still felt that her master, William, was more formidable.
"Respected Elder Sorcerer Kyle, greetings," Alice respectfully greeted Kyle, saying, "I have no master."
"You have no master?" Kyle was no fool and definitely didn't believe such a claim.
Unless Alice possessed a Warrior God Constitution like Zoey, being naturally gifted, how could she have mastered her skills without guidance?
"Yes, I have no master."
At that moment, Alice was still holding the Sword of Soulbreaker that William had given her.
Kyle finally took notice of this sword.
The previous resonating hum of a sword, which had echoed throughout the world, was a clear sign that a divine weapon had been unsheathed. Upon seeing the sword in Alice's hand, he was profoundly astonished!
This sword!
