As dusk settled over the mountains, Joad called out to his brother Harvey, his senior Leit, and the completely dazed Ivy, urging them to descend the mountain and return to the villa.
On the way, a voice emerged from within Joad's cauldron.
Half of a small head poked out, and Nicky let out a sarcastic sigh.
"Tsk tsk, what a spectacular performance. Using reverse psychology to lure those hot-blooded youths up the mountain, all just to make them share the backlash of mana residue during your Senior Leit's breakthrough."
"And if that weren't enough—His Highness the Crown Prince's painstakingly cultivated network of supporters? Wiped out in a single blow, thanks to just a few words from you. You really don't pull your punches, do you?"
Joad gave a dismissive snort.
