"Are you intentionally draining my strength?"
A voice suddenly rang out behind Matthew.
Matthew turned around to look.
At some point, that unusually alluring and handsome young man had emerged from the tent, standing behind him.
A few seconds later.
Edmond methodically crawled out of the tent.
He tidied his mage robes as he crawled.
From the disordered aura of the other party, it wasn't hard to judge.
The two must have engaged in a "friendly" exchange inside the tent.
What were those two discussing inside?
Matthew speculated without malice.
Meanwhile, the God of Luck instantly appeared before the Sage's Hourglass.
Just as he grabbed the hourglass with one hand.
Time came to a halt.
Only Matthew could hear the God of Luck's self-talk:
"Strange?"
"I distinctly felt someone was stealing my strength..."
"Someone actually dared to steal my energy within the Time Domain?"
The God of Luck's gaze swept over the three present.
Although Matthew had anticipated this.
