"Done," the Earl declared as he finished writing a letter on a magic scroll. With a practised hand, he rolled up the parchment and sealed it, the scroll emitting a bright glow before vanishing into thin air. David watched the process with fascination, admiring Tenion's sophisticated method of messaging. However, he was well aware that magic scrolls were a luxury, affordable only to the wealthy elite. The thought sparked an idea in David's mind—perhaps he could one day introduce a more efficient way to send messages, maybe even bring electronic waves into this world's future.
"I have summoned Mage Marvel to assist with your plan," the Earl explained, his voice carrying the weight of experience. "Better to be over-prepared than to be caught off guard by any unforeseen variants," he added, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
David nodded in agreement. "Indeed, my Lord."
