"So what kind of favor do you want to ask of me?" Siderius said.
"I would like you to take over Scalize. I heard from the Royal Court that you actually had the magic of a Lesser Witch. You can protect Scalize and my territory for me."
Siderius smiled gently. The mana of a Lesser Witch was simply a trick created by his False Mana Core that he made from Mana Tears. He wasn't a Lesser Witch and was surely no way near as powerful.
He was the antidote for all kind of witch. As of now, he was barely completing his first rank of mutation, Extima.
Extima included the eyes, the ears, the nose, the skin, and Ultima. He was only at the ears. However, he was already capable of dealing with a lot of Witchling. The strong one he hadn't met yet.
"You're thinking too highly of me, Jude. I may have the mana of a Lesser Witch but I do not have their scale of power. Taking in your territory would mean I'm having two baronies.
