Negotiation

After stopping Solam, Nazel turned to look at the envoy, who was wiping away sweat.

"How did you intend to discuss this?"

To be honest, the envoy was incredibly grateful right now. If the council had not been so unwilling to give up a major client like Solam and granted him authorization, he would have been in deep trouble today. He was merely an errand-runner. If Solam really decided to kill him, then he would simply die—absolutely no one would speak up for him. It could not be helped; the name of a legendary mage shone too brightly. It shone so brightly that a minor figure like him could only be ignored.

Although mages held an awkward position in Athkatla and were bound by many laws, that only applied to ordinary mages. It certainly did not include legendary mages. As a noble, the envoy knew very well that while the law claimed to treat legendary mages equally, that was only to fool the common rabble. In a world where class privilege was so obvious, there was no reason for legendary mages to live worse lives than nobles, was there?

Thus, legendary mages possessed many privileges. Otherwise, how could Athkatla possibly retain those legendary mages? With their strength and status, they could prosper anywhere. It was not as though they had to remain in Athkatla.

One such privilege was the right to kill anyone who dared insult a legendary mage. Did deceiving a legendary mage's grandson count as insulting a legendary mage? Heh, was that even worth discussing? That was why Solam himself was special. Coupled with the fact that he had money, the council had no choice but to treat him specially.

Moreover, what the council had done this time truly was underhanded. After all, the territory they had initially