"Grand High Priest, he just left like that? What did that arrogant villain take the laws of our Elven Royal Court for? Half the blood in his veins is Elven blood, after all. Don't you think so, Likhos?"
Watching the black-clad Morningstar Mage step into the nine-colored teleportation gate without a word, while the last faint Law fluctuation vanished amidst the blazing woodland, the Legendary Druid Quench Bite, who had been struggling to remain quiet ever since Punk ignored her at the beginning, finally began angrily lamenting her "guest's" discourteous "conduct."
Clearly, Rodati, who believed in the Goddess of Life and adhered to "tradition" and "order," was deeply dissatisfied with Punk's words and actions. Although she had been restrained by the other party's strength and status as a Morningstar Professional and had merely stood quietly beside Aikar without saying much until then, seeing Whisper of Destruction turn around and leave at once without even offering flattery for the "gift" sent by her own Grand High Priest naturally infuriated the female Druid, who had always regarded him as nothing more than a "rude intruder."
However, such complaints were not suitable to direct toward the Pious One, who held a leadership position, which was why Rodati abruptly questioned the taciturn Likhos instead.
Of course, there was no use badmouthing someone behind his back. Misty Morning Wind, who appeared to have fallen into thought, clearly had no interest in answering Rodati's purely complaining question. Quench Bite's anger could only remain verbal; insisting on it would have no meaning at all. In fact, even the Morningstar Priest Aikar had no mind to dwell on so-called etiquette or rules at that moment.
Perhaps the Grand High Priest's expression had remained habitually fixed in that elegant, perfect Smile from beginning to end, but if his two