"What did you do that stopped our attacks? What sort of cursed ambush magic is that?" The leader of the attackers asked.
"It is called [Kind Intentions], and as you can see, it doesn't stop you from being rude, only from trying to kill each other. Now, I don't mind if you sit in on the meeting, but the residents of this tower have been recommended to me as prime candidates for removal from this planet to come work as Mage instructors for the children of mine." Wolfe explained.
"You would take rebel partisans as teachers? Don't make me laugh. They aren't suitable for any such task." The soldier informed him.
"Look, you're from the Fallen Armies, right? If we really need, I can call King Petros himself here, and I can guarantee that he will let me take the mages." Wolfe replied.
The soldier looked shocked. "Who do you think that you are to speak so freely of our Risen King?"
