Bab 104: I'll take another set of the items I just picked out

Shadow Nine's warning echoed in Mike's ears. 

"You'd better not accept [Apollo]'s spoils of war." 

This was no joke. In fact, Mike sensed a hint of danger from this advice. 

Shadow Nine didn't elaborate further; both were wise enough to understand the implications.

Currently, Mike was a mage of relatively low rank. In terms of output alone, he could match a Battle Lord, but he was lacking in other areas. 

He was like a canoe equipped with a massive cannon—high firepower, but with clear disadvantages. Supreme Beings were far beyond the current Mike.

Mike nodded in acknowledgment, "I understand." 

He knew the importance of heeding advice. Mike was well aware of the principle: if you don't court death, you won't die. Missing out on [Apollo]'s spoils of war might not be a loss for Mike.

The matter of [Wind's Reach] was settled for now. Mike glanced at the time; it was still over an hour until midnight.