"Vladimir, are you planning to interfere with the course of history on the continent?" a voice said from the void. The voice was as firm as steel and rang with power. Although it was merely questioning him, it gave the impression of outright rejection.
"Esteemed Lord Otto, Summoner, Dragon Wizard, that depends on how we define interference. Interference? In my view, meddling in politics and conflicts is interference. We are only collecting precious knowledge and documents. For thousands of years, we have been gathering knowledge and documents across the continent. That hardly counts as anything excessive." Vladimir recognized the owner of the voice as Lord Otto Serandur, Vonder's most powerful formation wizard. His personality was much like his profession: he liked to prepare in advance and always considered the worst-case scenario beforehand. As a friend of several centuries, Vladimir knew this very well. His objection was not a true objection. He was merely waiting for a reason persuasive enough to satisfy him.
Of course, if you lacked such a reason, he might well feel that you were offending his dignity. Vladimir was not worried about that at all. "Actually, we all know what we truly care about is the Mithril Society's opinion. The Mithril Society is indeed powerful, but its views can only ever represent those of a portion of the people. History has told us many times that strength does not necessarily represent correctness. The shortcut to correctness is caution, humility, and a proper goal. Without a doubt, I believe we can all accomplish these things. The Mithril Society has no right to criticize us."
"I agree." Another person's voice came from the void. It was deep and solemn, as rigorous as though its owner were always interpreting history. It was the voice of Rosadel, lord of Winged Lion