For a moment, King Garick thought his ears had stopped working properly.
Surely he had misheard.
But no. Even after his hearing had settled, Luca was still saying the same thing.
Those bottles of shimmering spiritual water were for him.
And not just those.
Because next, the golden boy handed him another kit filled with neatly packed bottles—only this time, they weren't water.
"These are pills," Luca said calmly, his voice as soft and steady as ever. "Each one has a specific use. I've labeled everything for you. This one helps with injuries. This recovers stamina. This one stabilizes spiritual energy…"
Garick could hear the words, but his mind struggled to keep up.
His fingers tightened slightly on the kit.
He couldn't believe what was happening.
He barely had time to collect himself when the cadet reached for another kit.
