"Is this good or bad?"

Having inadvertently committed what some might call the ultimate taboo, Lisir found himself at a loss.

"Damn it, I didn’t mean for this to happen."@@novelbin@@

After all, wasn’t this the very item its creator had repeatedly downplayed as a second-rate version of the original?

Lisir had vaguely assumed it would be "good but not too good," never imagining it would drive high-ranking figures like Masters and Archmages into such a frenzy.

But what could he do now?

What was done, was done.

All that remained was to feign ignorance and plead for leniency.

While the predators were too busy snarling at one another, Lisir stealthily tucked the spirit core away, watching the chaos unfold.

"So this is how far it’s come… They’re going all the way, huh."

What began as emotional shouting—“Move aside! That’s mine!”—among priests and mages eventually evolved into a "civilized debate" full of forced politeness:

"Allow me to present the reasons our group deserves to keep the spirit core."

"Oh? Very well, then. Shall we also hear the perspective of our side? Please, proceed."

A spectacle of composure and faux sophistication.

Lisir couldn’t resist interjecting.

"Excuse me, everyone. Just to clarify—this item still legally belongs to me, correct?"

“...!”

“...!”

“...!”

At his piercingly obvious observation, everyone—except the elves—looked as though they’d been struck by lightning.

Oh no!

Had they, too, fallen into the trap of behaving like elves? (Elves, known for asserting themselves as the ultimate authority on anything spirit-related.)

From their perspective, the spirit core Lisir displayed was at least that of a high-ranking spirit.

A priceless treasure among treasures, so rare it couldn’t be purchased even with mountains of gold.

If properly studied, it promised monumental advancements for the Mage Tower’s knowledge.

And now, here were the elves, attempting to "elf" their way into claiming it. Of course, the others were furious.

Looking back, though, it was mortifying.

All except the elves lowered their heads in shame.

1. Bring immense personal satisfaction.

2. Allow him to brag back home about having an endless supply of such treasures.

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* *: Where are you grinding?

-[Author]: Green Tower.

* *: Lol, good luck.

-[Author]: What the hell do you mean, "good luck"?

* *: Green Tower rep grind really is insane.

You complete event quests, but the rep they give is barely anything.

* *: To unlock the Fate Quest there, you have to hit "Interested," but that’s truly hopeless.

* *: You’ll have to scour the continent for every elf-related event quest and clear them all just to barely hit "Interested," lol.

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