Margaret's gaze lingered on his face for a moment before shifting away.
"Do you plan to go to the watchtower?" Harrison asked. "If you're not in a hurry to leave, you can stay here for a few days. There are many valuable magical materials in the Forbidden Land."
He briefly explained that he wanted Margaret to be his partner, to scavenge for treasures in the Forbidden Land together.
"Few wizards come here. It's too remote, with rough and dangerous roads," Harrison said, lifting his garment to reveal the crisscross of scars on his chest and abdomen. "It's not very convenient to act alone, and after getting injured, it takes time to recuperate. With another wizard, we can greatly improve our efficiency."
The delineated abdominal muscles glimmered with a silvery sheen, reminiscent of moonlight. The so-called scars did not mar the beauty of his physique; instead, they added a vibrant wildness.
