"Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Chairman. Just as Crimson Peak chases honeydew, delicious benefits are always impossible to refuse. So, I have decided to take part in this 'additional mission,' and I will make my enemies truly feel the terror of death."
Having answered the Chairman's question seriously, the caster, who had long since decided to embark on this adventure, naturally would not refuse. As he had said, benefits were always the strongest driving force, and a Morningstar Mage powerful enough to be called "strong" feared no enemy of the same level.
After all, unlike the vast majority of Hermit faction Legends, such adventures had been far too commonplace throughout the caster's journey.
"Very good. It seems that greater power has not extinguished your courage or confidence. Even 'its' radiance is destined to be unable to destroy the endless darkness and shadows... To save time, I shall first explain the relevant 'background' of this additional mission."
The Blazing Sun Throne, who had long expected Punk to accept the proposal, showed no particular reaction. He merely expressed his approval calmly before opening this top-secret topic in a gloomy tone.
And just as Punk had previously imagined, this additional mission was indeed closely related to the Executors' current declared enemy—the Archmage Mestur!
The hazy gray projection atop the circular platform began its calm narration with steady spiritual power, utterly devoid of emotion:
"My old friend—the 'Archmage,' Mestur Picknate—is a rather restless fellow. Long ago... approximately when the second generation of the Silent Alliance declared its destruction, this ambitious Blazing Sun Throne seized the throne from the Mage Guild's founder and took control of the Mage Guild. Of course, there is not much difference between his so-called 'control' and mine. After all, in this pathetic era, no leader of any legendary organization