The Holy Spirit Wood laid out before them looked like an ordinary piece of wood; if it were placed in a marketplace, it probably wouldn't attract much attention. However, in the opulent Cup of Luxury, where gold and gems were the main decorations, the ordinary became extraordinary.
Mr. Dragon slammed his fist heavily on the table, "Raymond, even if you meddle and make trouble, I might barely be able to tolerate it. But how could you joke about the future of the Plague Doctor? The Cursed Spirit Wood is the most suitable material for a Spirit Summoning Apprentice. Now, you've twisted it. How is the Plague Doctor supposed to cast spells with this piece of wood that scatters light every time it's waved around?"
"Why not let the Plague Doctor try it out? Whether it is suitable or not, let the facts speak." Raymond pointed, "He is a pure soul, his magic won't be repelled by the Holy Light. Plague Doctor, like me, imagine your power flowing over this."
