"Head to the East Sea as fast as you can. No matter what, we must secure ownership of the Storm. Even if that kid wants us to do hard labor for him, you agree to it first."
"Legion Commander…" Edmund looked exasperated and troubled. "I really don't want to deal with this kid… It's just so infuriating. You've never seen his foul temper. It's enough to give a man a brain hemorrhage."
"If you won't go, who will?" Jais raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "You even sent your own granddaughter to serve under him… That girl, Eleanor, is still working for him, right? Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Trying to use your proximity to your advantage? A pity. Both my granddaughters are already married, and the youngest is still a babe in arms. Otherwise, it wouldn't be your turn to stand here hemming and hawing!"
Edmund was speechless.
