Wester sat on his comfortable, oversized sofa and began to think things through in earnest.
What exactly was the difference between Rolando and himself that had made Prout choose Rolando when he suddenly decided to elevate someone?
Of course, he was not ready to be dragged into a three-way struggle between the tower masters... for someone like him, who had spent decades coasting through life, to throw himself into danger for someone else's benefit, they would have to offer bait so irresistible that it blasted his mind to pieces.
Even if they offered to make him a Seventh-Circle Mage outright, Wester would have to consider the consequences carefully, and he would most likely refuse.
So he was not jealous that Rolando had suddenly gained an Archmage's favor, but he did have to figure out why.
Heh, people don't have to do something they don't want to do, but they need to understand the whole story... that way, when they need to steer clear, they can find the most effective way immediately, right?
Wester was not entirely without ambition, but he understood himself better than that, and he treasured his life.
Tsk, there's no such thing as a free benefit. The costs you can't see are the most frightening.
He tapped lightly on the table and clicked his tongue. The key was that Rolando was the one who had taken the bait.
Although Rolando's standing was still slightly below Wester's, who managed the apprentices, the perks Rolando could rake in far exceeded Wester's... he was one of the mages responsible for Black Mystery Town.
Although all three tower masters had sent their own people to Black Mystery Town, the ones truly controlling the situation there were still Nicholson's student and the student from Kament Tower.
Archmage Rute's student was more focused