MORPHEUS'S POV:
After everyone moved out, I saw a sigh of relief on the faces of Lia and Istan. King Geralt looks at me as he asks, "Is that all you need?"
"I need a few more small things regarding my party that I need you to do." A smile forms on my face as I begin to explain the things…
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The more I explain, the more ridicule forms on their faces. Looking at them, they look slightly perplexed by my demands. The King ponders over it for a few minutes before speaking,
"What does Alfheim get in return?"
"Smart! You know what to ask. To be simply honest, I will help 10 of your students for as long as I stay in this place. I will teach them whatever you want them to be taught, at least within a limit," I speak with a bright smile. Smart people don't quarrel, they look ahead.
