Ulysses stood smugly as his follower asked, "Will this work?"
"Of course, the investigator is someone honoured to be referred to as my uncle and the army does not take abuse of power lightly."
"So why..."
"To make him beg for forgiveness before being kicked out of the army; who does he think he is to insult me like that."
Daoist NightSword sighed for the nth time as he stood atop the podium overlooking the gathering.
"Lord, everything has been arranged as you requested."
"Good."
NightSword's eyes fell on Ulysses as he beckoned him to his side.
"Hmph, I told you."
Ulysses slowly walked to the podium with his head held high as he spoke, "What do you want, uncle?"
He addressed NightSword in a manner befitting a servant.
