A high-level mage should have grasped the knack for short-term concealing of Magic Fluctuations, but our Saint Chiao, lying in bed, derives all his magic power from clever tricks and deception. With his poor understanding of magic, he's obviously not up to comprehending such profound knowledge.
"How can this be?" Mourinho was stunned, "You can't even disguise your own Elemental Fluctuation?"
"You're asking me? Who should I ask? I'm a self-taught mage!"
"You're joking! If you and Guoguo don't disguise your elemental vibrations, would the Hell Black Dragon still be fooled? Have you ever heard of any Giant Dragon on the Aegean Continent daring to challenge a Saint Level Mage?"
"Damn!" Richard helplessly spread his hands: "You can't blame me! I've always been straightforward, this kind of meticulous task is really new to me!"
"I kept you here to handle emergencies, I didn't expect you…." Mourinho was a bit exasperated and amused, "I feel like this plan might have some flaws."
