He didn't want to get inexplicably involved in some conflict because of his momentary indulgence.
Especially at this critical time when the City Lord's position is teetering.
Retracting his gaze, Cornell gently rubbed the Enchanted Silver Ring on his finger, feeling the intricate, delicate patterns on its surface, his eyes slightly lost as he looked at the crowd passing by.
Even without mentioning the mentor behind him, and the background of the Royal Academy.
Solely relying on his professional level of "9," approaching Transcendent status, along with his relatively Rare "Spellcaster" identity, was enough to make him, during these days in Neum, a sought-after acquaintance among many nobles.
Although he was accustomed to it, after so many days, he inevitably felt a bit impatient.
This could be seen from the fact that he moved his residence to the Moon God Church.
