Guren's steps were fast. He accepted all reports from the mages under him about research results or types of magic that could be developed a bit better. He wanted to get to General Adelman's room on the second floor quickly.
The people in General Adelman's room. The workers who seemed to be lining up to get approval from General Adelman for anything administrative were shooed away. The workers who knew Guren's nature would not listen to others if they had the intention of giving up. One by one they left the room. Not forgetting to close the door.
"I am not going to ask you to sit down and serve tea? Don't you know that what you just did was wrong?" asked General Adelman.
Guren didn't care. It bothered him. Cyril seemed to be stunned by the painstakingly collected magic stones. The black magic stones that he had obtained from the strange merchants when he had gone outside the fort without General Adelman's permission.
