If you want Tecles' friendship again, it will seem too greedy.

In Renn's expectations, the title of magician or Tecles' friendship would be very profitable as long as he could get one, and he prefers the title of magician.

"Young man, you helped me."

Unexpectedly, Tecles waved his hand and stood up and said, "When you visit Hess White Tower, I will hold a ceremony and you will become Oroan's magician."

"At the same time, you will also get my friendship."

Rennes was overjoyed and praised: "Your generosity is comparable to your wisdom."

This was the tauren Hab who flattered him before, and he borrowed it to use it.

Tecles laughed, "Ren, don't learn from the bad habits of our high elves. Since you are friends, you should be more casual and follow your own heart."

"Okay." Renn took out the endless storm staff like a straight lamp from the nebula's ring and handed it directly to Tecles.

He did not hesitate at all, as if he had handed over just a wooden stick, enough to trust Tecles.

Tecles took the staff and gently stroked the runes and delicate patterns on the staff, with a very emotional expression on his face. He stopped talking when he got the staff, nodded to Rennes to express his gratitude, and immediately offered goodbye to Elder Titan.

Renn watched the tall and thin figure of the great wizard leave the Temple of the Furnace.

"Are you afraid that he will have no news if he takes the Endless Storm?" Sorim smiled.

Renn shrugged: "I'm very accurate in seeing people."
Chapter completed!