"Grandpa White, was this within your calculations as well?" Kael had asked Old White fifteen minutes ago.
Fifteen minutes later, when Kael and his company had returned to the Lord Mansion and were seated in the living room, Old White finally dropped his guard and replied,
"I hadn't thought in this direction before, but when you ordered me to have Rangers secretly protect Miss Elanna as she left the country, I became suspicious. Now it seems, there are quite a few who are making their moves."
Kael tapped the table, his face fleeting with dissatisfaction, "Is it the followers of the Dark Sun?"
"Most likely, since this is an excellent opportunity. You should have heard that the priests of the Dark Sun are devoted to spreading strife and murder, as their deity, Shirek, is indeed the embodiment of lies and intrigue."
"And you... I am actually not too worried about the Earl (Rezhe) taking a swing at you, considering he has always been an exceedingly proud man from a young age."
