Legacy of The Arcane Lust Mage

Just as Lukas was also about to leave the hall, Amara, who had been standing silently, looked at him and said, "Thank you!" Then, without telling him why she thanked him, she left.

Her impression improved in Lukas’s heart, and as he watched her graceful figure leave the hall, his eyes flickered in thought.

Could he save her?

He wasn’t sure because he still hadn’t stepped foot on the mage path, while Raymond was a peak Adept Mage—Peak Two-Star.

However, he knew it wasn’t completely hopeless because after spending several hours trying to digest the Legacy, he understood something—the Legacy he now possessed was very strong.

So, if he was lucky, maybe he could really manage to save her.

After pondering over it for a moment, he shook his head and walked out of the hall.

Immediately, his brows furrowed because he saw Isaac talking with Oriana, his lecherous eyes roaming over her figure.

Oriana was nervously fidgeting, her head lowered. She couldn’t ignore him because he was Raymond’s son, and it would be deemed disrespectful, which would lead to punishment.

"What are you bothering my personal maid for, Third Brother?" Lukas said, walking over.