Calmness, just like the despair that sprouted within. William felt as if he could personally sense the despair growing within this powerful man before him.
"You kid, do you know who you're dealing with? How dare you bring out something like this!" The spellcaster accompanying him rebuked William, who had done something wrong, without surprise.
It's your own damn fault for the mess you chose, William thought to himself. But the situation was stronger than him. Just as William was about to smile apologetically, the man who had been dwelling on the unpleasant situation unexpectedly let go of the issue, patting his companion on the shoulder.
"It's fine, Winter, young people are prone to be rash, it's normal. Don't be like a petty old man."
Looking at the amiable superior, the spellcaster named Winter was taken aback, responding subconsciously, but his mind was still lingering in surprise.
