"A real talent!" Roland gave a thumbs-up. He was thoroughly impressed by Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz.
"Uh, I'm actually quite useful, Your Majesty!" Perhaps seeing Roland's doubts, Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz hurriedly rose to prove that he was no mere ornament. He was, after all, a Fourth Tier War Mage.
"Stone Shaping!" Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz skillfully waved his staff, magical power dancing from his hand as it traced one spell formation after another. Then, before Roland's astonished eyes, a stone house rose from the ground...
"...Fine, fine, fine!" Roland truly had no response. A spell meant to rapidly alter battlefield terrain was being used by Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz to build him a house. Roland felt the spell had been utterly wasted...
"The wind is strong at night. A stone house is always better than a tent. Your safety now bears the fate of the kingdom, so you must be cautious in all things..." Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz placed a hand over his chest and bowed. That bit of flattery was so on point that even Dos, nestled in Roland's arms, raised his head to glance at him. As expected of the most influential family among the Court Nobles—what insight...
"Mm." Roland was persuaded. After all, Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz had come all this way. He could hardly chase him off, could he?
"Where did Marquis Al-Teglang-Franz go?" Yun Feng held a stack of parchment, exhaustion written all over his face. With half the kingdom personally under his control, the pressure on him was easy to imagine. He had carried the documents over in hopes of finding the marquis to share the burden, only to search all around without finding even a trace of him.
"We haven't seen him for quite some time, Your Excellency!" His subordinates' report immediately filled Yun Feng with unease.
"Help me contact Lagrange City! Ask