Chapter 588: Oracis
"Hey, or what?" Councilor Suville sneered coldly.
"Otherwise, some people might run into trouble..." Leon stroked his chin, speaking in a calm tone.
After Leon finished speaking, the Black Tower councilor who had repeatedly suffered setbacks at Leon’s hands burst into a fit of hoarse, grating laughter.
"Ha! This is just too funny. Leon Merlin, who do you think you are?" Suville pointed at Leon from afar. "Do you think this is still the Blazeforge Realm? With Archmage Felton and Lord Cyrus Watson standing here, what right do you have to speak?"
Hearing this, Councilor Weiss pressed his hand to his forehead and shook his head in exasperation. Suville, you idiot, Lord Heron really shouldn’t have sent a fool like you to the Blazeforge Realm...
Why can’t you ever learn from your mistakes?
Did you forget how, back in the Blazeforge Realm, you were practically driven mad by that young Archmage? After all that humiliation, how could you forget so quickly?
Do you really think you’ve found yourself a patron now?
Honestly, you’re just hopeless...