Young master Slandar was silent for a brief moment before a sudden realization dawned on him.
'Wait a second! that damned guy from the Silvermoon family did not mention any of this when he asked me to help him catch that brat by luring him into my magic shop.'
'…Fucking bastard! Did he already know about the true identity of the brat and choose not to tell me?!'
'Hmph! Since this is how you're going to play it, then don't blame me for not saying anything regarding what happened here.'
'That bastard actually thought that the brat was only a warrior with some special concealment ability, but that was far from it. Who would think that someone with such a muscular body would turn out to be a mage? Hehehe… Now I would like to see how you bastards are going to deal with him then.'
He thought all these in satisfaction and also somehow pleased that he did not harm the son of that woman.
