Archbishop Cyrus looked up at the projection and said, "Since we're not discussing that, let's talk about what price Kronos would be willing to pay for his only son."
"That's hard to guess." Archbishop Gerard placed a piece on the chessboard and said with a smile, "You should know what kind of personality that kid has."
"If he's in a good mood, he might let it slide easily. He might even become friends with Kronos despite the age gap."
"But if he intends to make a fortune from this, then Kronos won't be able to settle the matter without bleeding heavily."
"After all, drawing a sword against an Eternal Dawn Knight—if we're being strict, it would be hard to justify not sending him to Eternal Prison for a visit."
Hearing this, Archbishop Cyrus shook his head helplessly. "That's true. That kid is easygoing, but no one can figure out what he's really thinking."
"To provide additional compensation for the fallen soldiers of the Ninth Legion, he could swallow nearly all the Transcendent resources from the Ninth Legion's logistics department. But to recover the confiscated military pay, he could also go to great lengths to 'transport' those magical equipment pieces."
"That's the real Velin."
At this point, Archbishop Gerard looked up at Archbishop Cyrus and said with a chuckle, "Still, I heard that when our Eternal Dawn Knight was playing the big rat, your future son-in-law helped him quite a bit."
"What nonsense are you spouting, you old fool? I haven't approved of that brat Leonas yet." Archbishop Cyrus immediately bristled at those words.
Seeing the old man before him get angry, Archbishop Gerard laughed even more happily.
"You've still got the nerve to laugh? I heard your disciple has been charmed by Adams's granddaughter and spends all day running to