In Piltover's royal city, Spandine appeared somewhat anxious. Although there was no unusual change in Oran's expression, Spandine, who had spent every day mingling within the World Government, could sense that the other man had not taken him seriously.
There was no evidence, only intuition.
Spandine's ability to hold such a high position relied, more or less, on that intuition.
But it was no big deal. He had seen this sort of situation plenty of times. He only needed to treat himself as air and perfectly convey the orders from above.
Though he was perfectly healthy, Spandine understood clearly that sometimes, it was best to know that there was nothing wrong with playing deaf and blind. Otherwise, one might truly end up that way.
"Ohara? Why come to me about matters in the West Blue? Even if you aren't taking the Red Line Continent route, you should be crossing over through the New World. You've come to the wrong place."
The New World's two sides were the West Blue and North Blue. For those capable of traversing the Red Line Continent, this was not much of a problem. Germa, for instance, could use its special snails to climb over and cross the Red Line Continent within three weeks, reaching a new sea.
Yet Spandine's trip here was still somewhat out of the way.
"That isn't something I would know. I merely came here to deliver a message from the Five Elders. If you are available now, I shall contact the Five Elders."
The greatest difference between Spandine and his son was that Spandine knew how to read the situation.
Though he occasionally had lapses in judgment as well. For example, after the Summit War in the original timeline, Spandine had conspired with certain people from the underworld and prisoners from