Medivh had arrived.
Not long after the Black-Robed Man came calling, Rex received word.
Of everyone involved this time, Medivh was the one Rex found hardest to figure out.
The others, whether Sylvanas or the Broken, had whereabouts that were easy enough to determine. To invite them over, Rex merely had to pay a certain price.
Put more plainly, it was a matter of negotiating terms. Once both sides agreed, everything would be settled.
Medivh was different. His whereabouts were impossible to pin down. No one knew exactly where he was, and even if someone went looking for him, they might not find him.
Rex had never placed much hope in Medivh coming. As far as he was concerned, he had simply done everything he could. In his planning, he had always treated Medivh as an uncertain factor. It would be good if Medivh came, but his absence would not cause any major problems.
Thinking this way meant accounting for the worst. If Rex kept counting on Medivh, only for him to fail to appear at the critical moment, that would be disastrous. With these preparations, however, Medivh's arrival could instead be considered a pleasant surprise.
At his mansion, Rex smiled faintly upon receiving the news.
Although Medivh still concealed his appearance, his true identity was hardly a secret among the upper ranks anymore.
When someone appeared for the first time, their identity could naturally remain a mystery.
Back then, everyone had been unfamiliar with Medivh. They knew nothing about him and found him mysterious. By now, however, he had appeared in the Kingdom of Gilneas more times than anyone could count. Over the past few years, he had shown up repeatedly. With so many appearances, he was bound to give something away. None of those who came into contact