"One hundred percent real, this is the image crystal that the Duke of Gray Tower commanded me to give you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a floating device directly clamped the image crystal in his hand.
Ravenna activated the image crystal while continuing to walk forward. The man, considering his own life, obediently followed at a distance of ten meters.
"..."
Ravenna, who quickly browsed through the images, furrowed her brows deeply.
"Ridiculous."
The woman coldly spat out one word.
Her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and she murmured indifferently:
"Do you think… this uncivilized creature is more qualified... to be your pact head than me?"
The sorceress, whose temperament was as cold as an iceberg, stopped, turned her head, and glanced at the man.
"If there's anything, go to the business department. The person in charge will contact me."
