"Sir Luther…" Ritch calmly took a step back to avoid Luther's angry splutter. Ritch was well aware of this Archmage's nature. He was actually famous in the Black Horn chamber of commerce for being irritable. Although he was very upright, he didn't have very good connections due to his big mouth.
Ritch's approach was very simple: he would patiently stand there, waiting for Luther's scolding to finish.
"I'm asking you, why do you think that you can vouch for this Mafa Merlin and decide such a great matter? Do you want to cause trouble for your teacher?"
Luther continued scolding him for a few minutes before feeling somewhat thirsty. As he reached for his cup on the table, he found that it was already empty. With a smile on his face, Ritch handed him a cup of water. "Sir Luther, here, some water…"
