"Sir Bolton. As you know, I received three privileges two months ago from the Emperor" said Ezra.
Bolton was shocked at Ezra's resourcefulness.
"You mean…"
"Yes. Using my third privilege, I'd like to keep these five not as servants but as Vassals. If they have as much potential as you say, what is there to think about?"
"Hmm" he had no choice but to acknowledge Ezra's demand.
Ezra spoke on.
"Thank you for your suggestion. I will see to it that they get appropriate training"
Bolton raised a brow.
"Of course, I will have you pay for any and all expenses incurred"
"That cannot be done" Bolton rejected.
Ezra gave him a weird look.
"You would leave such talents to rot? After you spoke so much about the importance of their training just prior? Will the Emperor agree to such arrangements?"
Bolton wanted to puke blood.
'This brat..!'
It was sickening how his words were turned against him.
'What to do? What to do? What to do?'
