In a small reception room of the ice demonic bone-building hall in Sirius City, Avery and all the members of the straw hat navigation team were waiting for Mike's summon.
As a result, all the people present were stunned when they heard the continuous world broadcast.
"How many times did it ring?"
"18? No, no, it seems to be 19..."
As soon as Avery asked Jessie, the young lady didn't figure it out yet. There was another roar from the sky, which was as expected to be congratulations to Mage Mike for creating magic by himself.
"I can't believe that learning magic can have such great benefits. Then I have assessed the importance of magic academy school before..." said Avery, who began to regret.
If she hadn't been hesitant about the cooperation with Mike, the good start wouldn't have been ruined. No one cared about them now.
"Congratulations, Mage Mike. You have created crimson gold-level magic 'ice controlling magic: frost dragon claw'."