Hill accepted Adrian's rolling eyes with joy, considering it a form of appreciation.
"Well, the intuition of a Nature Warlock," Adrian muttered, "I'll take the book down first. Right now, Draculus is with his book at His Majesty the King's side.
He went there with a few Legendary Mages, and after sitting down, he excluded everyone else.
Hill and the people of Saral were clueless.
They had grown accustomed to His Majesty the King's indifference to levels, and when faced with the aura of superiority created by the mages, they weren't surprised to find that levels indeed existed.
Instead, they felt that these mages were here to cause trouble.
When Naven, Belter, and I were standing to the side, watching with cold eyes, Draculus actually invited me to join them in front of everyone.
In their minds, with two Legendary Mages standing behind me, I had the right to stand with them.
But why should I care about him?
How could he have the audacity to say such a thing?
