The armor piece was a perfect fit for his left shoulder, and he could sense the surge of information being transmitted into his brain.
It was the information related to the magic circle inheritance.
"Can you feel that? That's the advantage of having a magic circle inheritance set. Dark Wizard Tower is one of the most powerful organizations, but even we can only build several of those sets. Can you imagine how many resources were allocated into this?" the old man whose name was Medisa chuckled as he explained.
"And this," he threw Angele a white ball, "this is the seed of the magic circle inheritance. Plant it in the location you have selected, and the only thing you need to do is to wait. Make sure you're the only one there when you plant the seed or there will be trouble."
"Got it." Angele carefully grasped the white ball. "Can you give me a durable and stable pouch? Mine was destroyed during the competition."
