"You can't be serious, Jonon? I mean no offense to Oliver, but he's hardly an adept and so young. There's no way he could bear such responsibility without crumbling or failing to some degree," Mertin reasoned, appealing to common logic.
"I agree that he may not be as capable as Father and I, but Oliver is strong enough to hold his own. I've already tested his strength and Father agrees that Oliver should be capable of this."
"Jonon… Father, this--"
"He's right," replied Hurman, smiling at Oliver with a humble stare. "Oliver may be one of the rare talents whose true strength isn't merely bound by his realm. From what I've seen, Oliver is crafty yet mighty, strong yet astute, and able to adjust to any situation thrown at him. Also, he's come to Trighton City after spending nine or so months in the Taltin Mountains, giving him a great feel for the terrain as a guide to match his brutish build as a bodyguard."
