Two simple words were spoken.
But the atmosphere quickly grew tense.
The adventurers in the vicinity instinctively tightened their grips on their weapons, but none of them made a move. They were not fools.
Adam was a Mana Seed Magus.
Even if they outnumbered him, rushing forward without orders would be nothing short of suicide for the first wave. Their gazes shifted toward Gregor instead, waiting for the councilor to decide what to do.
Gregor, however, was no longer the same cautious Paladin who had spoken with Adam inside the castle.
This was City Hall. His territory. Here, he was not alone.
Gregor slowly turned his head and looked at Adam. The faint smile that had been on his face moments ago had disappeared. He was confident. Very much so.
"Magus Bucca," he began in a righteous tone.
