Hamiel's lips curled into a confident grin, his eyes flickering toward the bottle of Spirit Wine, as if reaffirming the deal that had just been struck.
"A challenge," he declared, his voice carrying an unmistakable excitement—a rare feeling for someone of his rank.
Turning his gaze back to Ashok, he nodded firmly before stating—
"I accept it. You will be the first newcomer in the Academy to own a personally enchanted craft from this great me."
With that, he took the spectacles, securing them under his arm as he strode toward the exit.
The door swung shut behind him.
Now left alone in the quiet, enchantment-filled room, Ashok exhaled softly, a sense of curiosity mixing with amusement.
His legs found their way onto the table, a relaxed posture taking hold as he retrieved another bottle of Spirit Wine from his inventory.
Opening the bottle, A thought passed through his mind as he drank
'I wonder what kind of runes he'll inscribe on those glasses.'
