The Golden Sons were kindheartedly and friendly.
That was the ordinary people's impression of the players.
The Golden Sons were proud and had no respect for the privileged.
That was the ordinary nobles' impression of the players.
The Golden Sons were arrogant and heartless.
That was most of the professionals' impression of the players.
Different people had different opinions on the players because of their different interests.
The players were just players. No matter how they conflicted with each other, they always left similar impressions on outsiders.
It was exactly such a case at this moment.
The two liches felt that the messenger of the Golden Sons was completely unreasonable.
Wallis couldn't help but ask, "If we're allies, why can't you help us deal with enemies that have advantages against us? We can help you get rid of enemies that you find tricky. Won't that be a win-win?"
