Chapter 1211

Lydia, who had clung to the faintest hope, was now sinking into complete despair at the scene before her. Damir stood tall with his chest puffed out. He was filled with pride. From above the palace, Ophelia said, "Holy Maiden, I told you. That man's success was pure blind luck. Mr. Sabalja is the real master." "The title of 'master' doesn't matter. What matters is the royal yellow stone. I need its energy to break through my current level. Once they're done betting, bring him to me." With that, Asriel turned and leaped into the air. As the sawyer master continued to cut through the rough stone, Damir's smile began to fade. What had once been a stone nearly half his height was now reduced to the size of a watermelon. Aside from the small burst of light one spot earlier, there was no sign of light anywhere else. Lila smiled and tried to reassure him. "Don't worry, Mr. Sabalja. The glow was so bright. It's at least a supreme-grade spiritual stone. Even if it's only the size of a ses