"I hope Councilor Ballard wipes those vermin off the face of this continent," Elysande muttered coldly as Adam led her down the marble staircase to see her off.
Adam, on the other hand, remained silent, trying his best to prevent a scowl from appearing on his face.
His heart raged with tumultuous waves as he thought of a possibility.
But he didn't delve deeper into it now, afraid that he would lose his senses.
Elysande turned to Adam and couldn't help but ask, "Do you think it's Kissinger? He's the only Mana Vortex Magus alive from the despicable thieves' guild. I wouldn't be surprised if the remnants chose to rally around him."
"I can't say for certain," Adam muttered in a flat voice. "But if it really is the remnants of the Umbra Thieves… then it's got to be Kissinger."
