From just a few brief exchanges, the spellcaster could tell that this "lawful" ogre seemed to have its own set of rules... At least under ordinary circumstances, when no crisis was at hand, it would not violate its "principles" because of anyone's "orders."
For example, Punk's order this time to "disguise yourself properly" had not been taken very seriously by Babeng. In the eyes of this ogre mage, his "aura concealment" was already good enough on one hand, while on the other, he considered spells that toyed with people's minds to be detestable. Thus, the big fellow interpreted Punk's cautious attitude as deliberately making things difficult for him.
After all, no matter how one looked at it, "Whisper of Destruction" was being a little too careful. How could a slightly taller-than-average professional appearing in an insignificant little town possibly draw the attention of a Legendary Mage? What Legendary spellcaster would have so much free time that they would care about an unknown traveler appearing in some small town of their empire?
But there was nothing to be done about that. Punk could not tell the Ogre beside him just how badly he had provoked the River of Fate. Otherwise, Babeng might very well turn around and flee. Under such circumstances, even "Whisper of Destruction," as the team leader, could not force his teammate to be as cautious as himself—to the point of paranoia.
Thus, the spellcaster could only choose to temporarily ignore this trivial dispute.
In any case, the Mass Suggestion Spell he used was enough to cover all of Flying Bird Town. He had also made careful preparations for the coming reconnaissance. As long as "Thick Rock Layer" honestly pulled his weight in a direct battle, Punk did not mind taking on all the intelligence-gathering work by himself.
That