"So, if I haven't misunderstood, Your Excellency, you mean that we can try to drive a wedge between Kevin and Duke Mosesiris?" After hearing the intelligence John had provided, Lunebo's eyes immediately flashed with keen insight. The more he thought about it, the more feasible the plan seemed. After all, if their governor's intelligence was true, then with Kevin's ambition to inherit the family headship and his hatred from being ambushed and crippled by his elder brother Yuniski during his coming-of-age ceremony at eighteen, Kevin had probably long since come to hate Yuniski to the bone.
As long as they set a trap convincing enough based on this point, they would only need to give the envoy a slight push at the right moment, and everything would fall into place. And everyone knew that when it came to strategy, their own despicable... brilliant and mighty governor was practically an earth-shaking, god-startling existence! As if he had understood something, Lunebo abruptly raised his head and looked toward John in the seat of honor, his eyes filled with anticipation.
As if to confirm Lunebo's judgment, John smiled and immediately began explaining his plan under the other man's excited gaze: "In my opinion, a person who was crippled by his elder brother's treachery and was thus doomed never to break through to transcendent Mage, yet harbored immense ambitions in his heart, would never be willing to admit defeat. And a betrayal by a blood relative would be enough to make such a person lose all faith in his bloodline, replacing it with suspicion and paranoia. So, gentlemen, imagine this: such a person is chosen by His Majesty William as an envoy, intending to make a grand display of his power and punish Faoken on his father's behalf. Yet not long after arriving in