"My Lord, do you think that red elixir was brewed from the sacrifices the villagers were talking about? It must have taken quite a number of sacrifices to brew something like that. I hope there is no leftover resentment or pesky issues for you to deal with." Eldrin mouthed his concern, sneering inwardly.
Much to his chagrin, Liam did not seem to care too much about it. "Yes. It should be something like that." He casually remarked as his mind wandered to other things, more specifically the conversation he had with the mysterious person.
Now that he had actual results in his hand, he no longer had any reason to doubt the intentions of the guy. This means that everything else he mentioned was also valid.
But Liam did not understand. Why would he talk to him as if he had a bad impression of him? He even mentioned him stealing heaven's secrets. Was it stealing when he had worked so hard for everything?
