Sixth Teleportation Array Island, Supreme Command. When Velin learned of his father's actions on the battlefield, a bold idea suddenly surfaced in his mind.
"Someone."
Outside the study, a Low-rank Gold Knight heard the call, pushed open the door, entered, bowed, and waited for orders.
"Go invite Duke Moravia."
"Yes."
The Low-rank Gold Knight rose, backed away two steps, then turned and left.
The doors closed.
Velin stood up, walked around the desk to the window, placed both hands on the sill, and leaned against it.
He watched the heavy clouds overhead and felt the sea breeze.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the study doors opening rang out.
"What did you want with me?"
Velin turned around, pointed toward a leather sofa to one side, and said with a smile, "Grandfather, please sit."
Duke Moravia went over and sat on the leather sofa. Glancing at the letter on the desk from the corner of his eye, he saw the words Third Corps on its cover and had already formed a rough guess.
After sitting opposite Duke Moravia, Velin raised his right hand, and a bottle of Shining Wine appeared in it.
After pouring two glasses, Velin pushed one toward Duke Moravia, then picked up the other and slowly took a sip.
Moravia did not take the glass. Instead, he looked up at Velin. "What are you trying to do, brat?"
"Grandfather, the commander of the Third Corps made a mistake on the battlefield. I originally intended to deal with it personally, but considering our relationship, I felt that might not be appropriate, so..."
Before Velin could finish, Duke Moravia cut him off. "Name your price."
"Do you happen to know any lone Legendary powerhouses?"
Hearing this, Duke Moravia could not help but give Velin a long,