He held his wine glass and sipped slowly. Ever since that one time, he'd broken his habit of gulping down his drinks.
As the banquet was winding down, Fulina sought out the Lord of High Cliff Castle. "Levi, I'm heading back tomorrow. Thank you again for your help this time."
"So soon? And here I thought you'd take this golden opportunity to seize military control." Levi was viciously attacking a beef bone and replied without even looking up.
"Is that really the impression you have of me? That I'm that materialistic?" Fulina shook her head. "The Wind Speech Tribe and the Northern Territory have been cooperating for a long time. Our relationship is already that of partners. We wouldn't turn hostile over a single Magic Crystal Ore mine. Besides, it's far more cost-effective to let the Wind Speech Tribe mine it than for me to send my own people."
"Fair enough. I should be leaving soon myself."
