Henry and Herarion returned to Monsieur. Herarion informed Viram, one of the last illusionists in Shahatra, about everything he had learnt. 0

“I see… So that’s what happened after all…”0

Viram’s expression went blank as Herarion told him about what was happening in Shahatra. The illusionist’s eyes went hazy as he realized that his worst fears had come true. He had been involved in the state affairs of Shahatra for much longer than Herarion, so he was more aware of the urgency of the situation. 0

Viram sat down on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes. He tried to compose himself and organize his thoughts, thinking rationally about the most urgent issues. 0

As Viram got lost in thought, Henry thought to himself, ‘I expected nothing less from him. No wonder he’s a high priest. He’s much calmer than Herarion.0

Unlike Herarion, who was rather quick to panic, Viram was calmly assessing the situation, relying on his experience. 0

‘He sure is a man of wisdom.’0

“High Priest, I will help in any way I can,” said Henry. “Please feel free to ask me for anything at any time. And I mean anything.”0

“Your words alone are already reassuring, Archmage.”0

Viram and Herarion had lost everything, including the royal palace, so Henry’s help was vital. Viram knew he would need to ask Henry for help a lot during these times, and he wouldn’t be shy...0