His father was a wise man and knew better than him. Although Ian didn't care whether this duchy became unstable or destroyed, it was the land of his father and his hard work.
Let him decide the matter. He just needed to give him a choice.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Ian taking out items from thin air, Eldric raised his eyebrows. Then he thought of the magical ring on his finger given by his son and understood.
"What is this?"
Duke Eldric picked up the book from the table, opened it, and looked at the simple archaic letters.
However, it didn't take long for him to get the gist of it, making him sweat all over.
Looking at Ian's eyes, he understood what he was thinking, and even he was nervous about such thoughts.
However, hidden beneath such nervousness was the excitement that Ian hadn't seen in his father's eyes before.
"What is your plan?"
Ian understood his father's excitement clearly.
