The conversation ended with Elsid’s gift. An alliance might be established, but Orta didn’t have the full authority to negotiate the minutiae. He needed to clear it with Kurt III first.

Thus, the magicians decided to return to their quarters. Vince and Carter followed their guides, while Orta accompanied Theo. They were heading for another private room, where two defectors, Randolph and Rebecca Clovis, the successors of Clovis who once excelled in the empire as one of the Seven Swords, were hiding after defecting from Andras.

Knock, knock.

The senses of a swordmaster would’ve noticed their approach a long time ago, so Theo knocked without any worries. Unsurprisingly, the door opened as soon as he raised his hand.

“Ah, you've come?”

Randolph greeted Theo as cheerfully as usual, but he looked awkward when he saw Orta. Randolph’s intuition sensed that Orta was strong, so he was still rather wary. Theo could feel the tension in the air.

Randolph continued awkwardly, “... It looks like you didn’t come to play, but would you like some tea?”

Theo smiled wryly and shook his head. “No, that's okay. White Tower Master?”

Orta nodded...