"Staying vigilant is certainly a good thing. In this dangerous world, thorough secrecy is absolutely beyond reproach. So, to ensure that our next actions can proceed 'according to plan,' please explain your personal thoughts."
As a Morningstar Mage with strong mental fortitude, Punk showed no impatience at Anthony's tight-lipped behavior. Although he could never vividly perform whatever emotions he wished to display like Kane did, Whisper of Destruction had long mastered the art of maintaining an expressionless face.
At least during the conversation, the caster felt that his performance still fit the image of a... suitably cold-faced partner. The articulate and concise Morningstar Priest did not seem to show any obvious suspicion or displeasure, either. His spiritual fluctuations and facial expression remained as friendly and calm as ever.
Beneath the faintly reddened moonlight, Anthony avoided Punk's dark golden eyes while staring at a patch of shadow in the corner of the room, speaking clearly:
"Very well. First, we have reason to establish one fact: our operation to overthrow the Karamus Empire cannot be rushed, and the extent of our destruction must remain sufficiently moderate. I trust that Mr. Chairman, like Tir, the God of Justice, does not wish to force Mestur to return from the Astral Plane, does he? Theoretically speaking, destroying that magic garden filled with vast wealth would more severely damage Archmage Mestur's auxiliary production of Mind Purification Solvent. By then, even powerful Mestur would presumably need to spend millions of years rebuilding the magic garden before he could resume potion trade with the Pantheon. But... it must be admitted that the soaring price of Mind Purification Solvent has already provoked too much dissatisfaction among the gods. Halting its production is necessary, but halting it for too long would not serve our interests at all...
"Besides, no one