"Who's that?" the archmage could not help asking. His responsibilities in this battle were limited; he had completed his task simply by opening the portal.
The fighting was no longer the archmage's responsibility. Opening this portal had taken a considerable toll on him, and he no longer had the strength to intervene in the battle.
On the surface, the archmage seemed perfectly fine, but in truth, his reserves of magic had been all but drained.
Moreover, the archmage was no outstanding military commander, so he had previously focused only on his own task and paid little attention to the details of the plan. But now things were different.
Seeing that Ulysses did not act immediately, the archmage grew puzzled. With nothing else to do, he asked.
"The chairman of the Mercenary Guild," Ulysses explained to the archmage.
Afraid that the archmage might not know who the chairman was, or even what the Mercenary Guild did, he continued speaking, explaining it all to him.
The archmage nodded repeatedly. It was not as though he knew nothing about the Mercenary Guild.
By now, the Mercenary Guild had become one of Lordaeron City's major attractions. It had contributed considerably to drawing so many people to the city, attracting large numbers of adventurers who then became mercenaries under the guild's rules.
The archmage was not someone who shut himself away from the world, and he knew a fair amount about the Mercenary Guild.
But although he knew of the Mercenary Guild, he knew absolutely nothing about its chairman.
Only after Ulysses explained did he understand who the man was.
The chairman of the Mercenary Guild was a veteran who had joined the kingdom in answer to the call to defend his homeland during the battle at the Kingdom of Gilneas's Greymane Wall.
He had