This Saral king truly lives up to his reputation, his mouth is as vile as a demon's.
She struggled to maintain a proper smile, "Sorry, Your Majesty. I'm always worried that Saral would favor a stronger Mage Association, so I unconsciously stirred things up."
William nodded, showing understanding, "That is a matter between the Sorcerer Tower and the Mage Association. I will not intervene. Nor will the Gods of Time and Space."
Valencia smiled helplessly, This king differed vastly from the nobles she had dealt with before, and she needed to be careful about what she said. But wasn't it routine for nobles to apply some cunning in their words to subtly undermine their enemies?
How have the royal ministers and great nobility of Saral survived these past few years?
Forget it, as long as His Majesty promises not to intervene, that's enough.
The open rivalry between the Mage Association and the Sorcerer Tower would never be displayed openly to avoid ridicule.
