"My mechanical language isn't very good either. I haven't studied it systematically, and there are very few people in the Crimson Tower who understand mechanical language. I can only follow the reference book little by little and then make improvements to the expensive staff."

Tops, who was talking incessantly, looked genuinely distressed. He finished listing all the problems in one breath, and then seemed to relax a bit. He took out his staff and showed it to them, expressing his apology: "Sorry, I just... found it too difficult."

"..."

This is a staff that can hardly be called a staff. The top is not inlaid with gems, nor is it covered with mythical mana conductors such as phoenix feathers, and the staff itself is not made of wood.

It's not that it's close to the World Tree...

Silver-gray metal strips intertwine to form countless hollows in the center. The staff-shaped object, constructed from many metal strips, reveals an irregular metal sphere suspended within its streamlined body through the hollowed-out patterns on the outside.

In a daze, Yinla felt as if she had entered a science fiction world.

"Wow..."

He couldn't help but exclaim, "It's rare to encounter a staff that suits my aesthetic so well." He patted Tops on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about it. Trail Blazers always have a tough time at the beginning... even Merlin did."

"I trust you. Perhaps you are weak, but I firmly believe that you will be a person even greater than Merlin, someone who will usher in a new era... You have already passed through the darkest time."

Yinla said this.

Then, after Tops nodded gratefully, Illa almost immediately revealed her true intentions—

"Tops, later... get me one of these staffs too."