Mel's questions persisted, pushing or even crossing the lines of audacity, but Father Moses didn't seem bothered. He popped the last piece of meat on the plate into his mouth, took a sip of wine from his crystal glass, and cast a glance at the Fire Claw League officers.
The others knew what that meant; they immediately got up and left the hall. The serving fighters followed them out, leaving only Mel and the two named Moses at the table. Mel was at ease, knowing that even if the two were one, even if those who left the room came back and attacked, he could handle them all.
"Mel, I won't lie to you; Our Fire Claw League is losing blood every day. Previously, the Academy Leader was generous in distributing Energy Crystals from the Far Circle, and as a result, the students could spend more on entertainment.
