Then understanding dawned in his eyes.
So the two black-robed figures Harold had carried away had indeed been members of the Immortal Mercenary Group.
That realization only deepened his respect.
At the same time, Sienna's youthful voice confirmed Lucien's suspicion.
The mage before him was truly very young.
Lucien smiled.
A smile like sunlight breaking through clouds.
"Dear Mage, you need not feel regret. The Immortal Mercenary Group has committed too many crimes across the Continent. This time, the Markey Clan will not let them continue their rampage. After I return, my family will send experts to eliminate them. Please rest assured that this matter will not trouble you."
Sienna gave a soft chuckle.
The sound emerged low and controlled, though inside, she was trying very hard not to stare at Lucien like an excited fan.
"Mr. Lucien is too kind. A mere mercenary group is not enough to concern me."
Lucien inclined his head.
