“What have you lost?” Milo wondered, “I realized that you’ve had insomnia for the past few days. And now, you’re suddenly telling me that I’ll lose more than I’ll gain if I pursue the sorcerer dream? What exactly have you been through?”
“I don’t mind telling you all this, but my Eye of True Sight doesn’t belong to me. It’s actually my father’s,” Melgor said.
“Wait a minute!” Milo realized the two servants’ account did not match up with Melgor’s. “The two sheeple told me that if an old sorcerer with a family passed away, the Eye of True Sight in their possession would get taken back by magus order. In that case, how could you possibly have inherited it from your father?”
After that, Milo looked at the two servants hostilely. “Are you trying to fool me or did they lie to me again?”
After being punched by Milo earlier, the two servants could not get back to sleep. At this moment, they had just walked over to the campfire and saw the sinister look in Milo’s eyes.
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