"I did find the coordinates." The death mage was unbelievably stubborn, but Saleen spotted the sly look in his eyes.
The Binding spell disappeared and Saleen picked him up. Sika sat down as he patted the death mage on the back and said, "I’m a mage who can control elements. Your coordinates are of no use to me whatsoever. You have offended my friend slightly, but I have no intention of killing you. Why are you this nervous? Unless you’ve got some important secrets that you’re afraid I’ll discover?"
Seeing the death mage go pale, Saleen was shocked. Could he have guessed it so casually?
The death mage’s expression was unusually vivid. There was anger, sadness, pain, disappointment…
Saleen laughed. He held no grudge against this fellow and did not need to interrogate him like a suspect. Saleen took out some black bread, butter, and smoked meat. Setting out an oil cloth, he placed it all in front of the death mage.
