"My lord, greetings."
Above the dueling array, a human head enveloped in silver light popped out.
It was Tag, the spirit of the Flight Ring.
Carl couldn't be brought in, so only Tag could come out.
He couldn't stray too far, only floating above the array.
Because maintaining this state consumed a significant amount of energy, Heine wasted no time and hurried the two mages to connect.
"This is Mage Carl Eilan from over sixty years past your era. I have already relayed your current situation to him, just start the academic exchange directly."
Upon hearing this, Carl puffed out his chest with considerable pride.
However, Tag looked at him skeptically, especially focusing on Carl's grizzled hair:
"Have you been overindulging in Soulfire?"
Carl turned pale with shock, "You...what are you talking about? How could I possibly touch that stuff?"
He looked at Heine agitatedly: "My lord, he's slandering me!"
Heine amused himself and stood by with his arms crossed.
