Even if it was, he could only swallow the complaints and be grateful. Such was life for the weak.
But wasn't that an unfair reward? Sure, he didn't know the actual extent of his success, but if the system was so happy about it, then it had to be a good enough progress.
And the reward was just an easier way to the thing he was training for. How cheap.
"What else do you want?" Yvaion asked with a serious expression.
Was this an actual question or sarcasm? Or a threat? Probably the latter. "I wouldn't dare ask for more of your generosity."
The guardian stepped forward until his shadow covered the subject. "Have I not told you to stop the obvious fake sincerity?"
Reis pursed his lips. What fake sincerity? It was the truth. He really wouldn't dare!
"Just say what you want. As long as it's within my power, I'll grant it."
"..."
