The Chief, Merlin, had rewarded the Astral again.
This time, the received items were not Cryptic Souls. But there were magic device items the little Captain had made with his own hands.
Everyone was so thrilled. Their hearts almost came out of their bodies.
Even Scutum was thrilled as well. Although he was from a noble class and his father was an Archwizard, he was not a beloved child of the family like his siblings. Therefore, the resources and money that he had received were not a lot.
Not to mention good magic equipment. He even had a hard time getting a good-conditioned weapon. It was even more miserable when he looked at his shield. It was all dented like scrap iron, looking slightly ugly.
It was worth mentioning that his Captain was a Green-level Alphabet User; the magic items that he had bestowed must definitely not be ordinary.
Every Astral member received two daggers, one cloak, and one personal weapon.