Saleen was calculating furiously in his mind. At this moment, he was not just thinking about the weapons for the magic beast swordsmen, but he was also designing weapons for Sika, Nailisi, and the others.
Aini stared at Jola's sheath for a long time, but did not make any moves.
"This… Sir Aini." Jola's grade was already akin to a sorcerer in the realm of mages, but he did not dare act rashly in front of a death mage. In the eyes of normal people, a death mage was much more powerful than an elemental mage, and they also had many unimaginable skills. Jola had dared to challenge a mage, but he did not dare provoke a death mage.
At most, one would only die if they were defeated by an elemental mage. But if a death mage was angered, one could be transformed into a spirit. Even though such an action was insignificant to a death mage, it was an eternal torture which no one would want to experience.
