Normally, the Empire's various Battle Groups wouldn't accept orders that crossed organizational boundaries.
After all, they were so busy they could barely keep up with maintenance on their own Battle Group's weapons and equipment, let alone take on outside orders.
But what could he do? Geoffroy was one of his Battle Brothers.
Although Master of Casting Romance was a man of few words who rarely socialized, it didn't mean he was just some tech geek who only understood machinery.
On the contrary, as a three-hundred-year veteran of the Fire Dragon Battle Group, Romance had witnessed far too much nobility and depravity, seen far too many sacrifices and conspiracies.
A young Knight who merited a personal escort from a Battle Group Tutor of the Emperor's Shield couldn't possibly be as simple as he seemed. They weren't just a pair of unremarkable juniors.
