"You! What did you say!"
Dundis Duke suddenly rose from his seat, his seemingly dizzy eyes sharp as knife blades. Despite possessing only the strength of a middle-rank Mage, in that instant, he exploded with an intimidating authority that wasn't about murderous intent per se, but rather the type of demeanor that could only be cultivated from spending an exceedingly long time at the very top of the power pyramid. Under such demeanor, even common epic powerhouses would feel a subconscious fear.
However, the person seated before him was neither common nor all that powerful. Disregarding the Duke's intimidating aura, if the other party were to release a fart capable of piercing through walls and if that fart wasn't the current topic of discussion, he could easily ignore it with a light-hearted attitude.
"I think I've made myself quite clear, Your Grace. Please, have a seat."
