The not-so-large living room had been arranged with a circular sofa by Hill. In the middle, there was a round coffee table.
Hill extended his hand to invite a few people to sit down, "Please have a seat. I haven't introduced myself; I'm Hill Polanio, from Saral."
A few mages also gave their names.
"Hernan McPherson."
"Solomon Frankel."
"Fabrizio Roy."
"Bavi Kintros."
"Ilyasfeil Kassel."
Hill looked at the last person who spoke, the female mage who had been wearing a hood; she gently took off her hat, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.
He suddenly realized why these mages didn't leave on their own like the one he had encountered at the Haifa Border.
"Mr. Polanio, you understand just by looking at me, right?" Kassel said with a wry smile, "We all used to live in the southern part of Haifasardo in Kassel's Earl Domain. Our teacher had a Mage Tower there. Although it was only of intermediate rank, it was enough for us.
