"The Golden Mage's signature Dark Domain..."
The Succubus looked at Austin with surprise, her gaze sliding towards the poker cards in his hand, "As far as I know, you're just a Silver Mage and don't have the ability to open a personal domain."
"No, I have always been a Silver Mage. The reason I can open the Dark Domain is that I have money," Austin explained.
Inside the flesh ball, Wayne nodded repeatedly. So, Old Login was at least a Golden Mage.
In Wayne's arms, Veronica tried to say something with her mouth covered.
The flesh ball was one-way transparent, visible from the inside out, allowing one to clearly see the outside scenery. On one hand, she was curious about the secrets on her father's body, and on the other, she was annoyed by the internal squabbles between the two societal trash.