"Your spell feels so much better than light magic," Guevara said as he leaned back in his chair with his eyes half closed. Judging by his expression, he was enjoying himself quite a bit.
"You often dealt with priests in the past?" Han Jin said with a smile as he lightly knocked on Guevara's back with his hand. At the same time, he also gave Steelberg a look.
Steelberg started to quietly chant something and wiped the surface of a bowl of water with his finger. Sparkles of light appeared out of nowhere, then disappeared into the water.
"Mhm." Guevara nodded. The army he had served in had a whole corp of priests. Of course he had dealt with them often.
"For you, sir." Steelberg walked up with the water.