After leaving the tent, Mafarna followed behind Pragorn to a small camp on the eastern side of Kixilin Main Camp.
Inside the camp, more than two hundred guards immediately rose to their feet upon seeing their marshal and began forming ranks.
Outside the camp, Pragorn stopped and turned to Mafarna. "Mafarna, we've known each other for a long time, so let me offer you some advice. Tomorrow, apologize properly to Marshal Velin. This matter might just blow over."
Mafarna's expression turned startled. He wanted to ask something else, but heard the other man say, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."
With that, Pragorn gave Mafarna no chance to stop him and vanished directly before his eyes.
Watching the other man depart, Mafarna's heart sank to the bottom.
He had taken part in three expeditionary campaigns before this one. With this, it was already his fourth.
Over the centuries, he had worked with Pragorn once or twice and knew what kind of person he was.
For him to say something so cryptic this time, there was likely some terrifying figure standing behind that Eternal Dawn Knight.
"I need to discuss this with that brat Kahe."
After entering the camp, Mafarna waved over a Silver High-Tier Warrior and ordered, "Go find Lah for me."
"Yes, Marshal."
The Silver High-Tier Warrior lowered his head in salute, then headed outside the camp.
Watching the guard's movements, Mafarna did not need to think to know that useless brat had once again defied his orders and run off on his own.
"Forget it. It won't be too late to deal with him after we return. The urgent matter now is figuring out the hidden meaning behind Pragorn's final words."
Upon entering the tent, Mafarna removed his cloak and hung it on the coat rack.