“Finally! I’ve waited so long for this!” the system spirit exclaimed, rubbing its bubbling hands before Alec, which he found both cute and amusing.
If the spirit knew what Alec was thinking, it would probably wish for the ground to open up and swallow it whole. Throughout their time together, Alec had realized that the system spirit wanted to be feared; or seen as a respected safe, there was no way it would ever want to be seen as a cute entity.
“So, what’s left on my list? I’ve been grinding for materials needed to create a new armor set. If you remember, it’s this same grinding that’s keeping me from going to the region where the Golden Horn Drakes reside,”
“Just because of the grudges that Tier 6 Drake has against me, there are a lot of strong demonic beasts there, and they’re solitary Demonic beasts” Alec complained, turning to the system spirit.