William woke up feeling a touch of wistful sadness.
The overpowering spiritual power was gone, and so was the invincible confidence that everything was within his control.
He was now just an ordinary fifth-level Mage.
However, he had an absurd feeling...
That was the memory of using spells in his dream still lingered.
Especially the Flash and Invisible Spell, which he used the most.
It seemed that his mastery of spells had improved a bit...
If there were not people around, he would want to try now to see if this was true.
—Could this not mean that one could practice spell casting in the Mad King's God's Domain?
Unfortunately, it was the Mad King's God's Domain.
William thought with a sense of regret.
He quickly threw this stray thought to the back of his mind and stood up to respectfully salute Heine in front of him.
"Respected Lord Rick Astley, I have succeeded!"
"Of course, you would succeed, or you wouldn't have been chosen by me to come here."
