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Finished conjuring a thousand Wind Walkers again and had his mana pool repeatedly refilled by the Celestial Angels, Arthur thought to himself, “Every day in Toria Continents is equal to a thousand four hundred forty (1440) years inside my planet. I needed to meditate more, hoping to create some powerful Saint-tier Conjuration Magic spells to ensure my victory against any threats I’m going to face in the future. The angels may imprison my parents to prevent me from teaming up with Kain, but they wouldn’t harm my parents since it brings them no benefit. If my parents happen to be imprisoned by them, perhaps that would show my mother the true color of those angels.”