Azrael looked at the message on his smart band for a few seconds before closing it.
'I will go there after choosing my skills…' He thought to himself before finally turning his attention to the interior of the building.
Because of the space-folding technology, the inside of the building was far larger than it appeared from the outside. There were quite a few people scattered throughout, but due to the building's enormous size, it didn't feel crowded at all.
After briefly looking around, Azrael walked toward one of the reception counters.
"Hello, how can I help you?" A middle-aged man who appeared to be around forty years old asked when he noticed Azrael approaching.
Azrael pulled out the skill card he had obtained from the Tower of Trials and handed it to the man.
"I want to use it."
The receptionist took the card from Azrael's hand and after confirming that it wasn't fake, gave a short nod. He then retrieved a crystal from the drawer and handed it over to Azrael.
