"You won't meet only nice people and you can't afford to antagonize everyone who doesn't meet your standards or who makes a bad first impression." Tista said.
"Fine." Solus sighed.
She spent the following two days working on her poker face and people skills while Lith never stepped outside the tower. He hoped that each increase in his mana core, no matter how small, would help the tower core's recovery and Solus's with it.
When he walked out of the Gate in the city of Alten, Lith found the officers in charge of the regiment at his orders waiting for him. There were ten people lined up, one officer for each 100-men unit, and a man standing in front of them who wore the stripes of a Lieutenant Colonel.
They were all older than him and from the cold look on their face, Lith could tell that they weren't one bit happy about being there.
'They are all mages, but nothing exceptional.' Solus said after studying them with mana sense. 'The officers go from bright green to bright cyan. They are well fit, but judging from their life force they aren't used to working in the field.'
'What about the Lieutenant Colonel?' Lith asked.
'You mean the rude jerk who's trying to drill a hole in your face with his stare?' Solus referred to the fact that while the officers were giving Lith the salute, waiting for him to return it, his second in command still stood on attention.
'Bright cyan with a tinge of blue and the life force of someone who spends too much time in the gym to compensate for something.'
The hostility in the room was palpable yet Lith didn't care. He walked past the Lieutenant Colonel, giving him the back as if he wasn't even there before returning the salute.
"At ease. Any sighting of Quaron in the area?" Lith asked an officer that he had picked at random.
The man was a Captain about thirty years old, 1.78 meters (5'10") tall who stood uncomfortably as if someone had suddenly lit a candle under his ass. Debriefing the Spellbreaker was the Colonel's duty, but he couldn't disobey an order from a superior officer even if that meant crossing another.
"None, sir. The target has yet to show his face and due to the air and earth sealing arrays surrounding the rebel cities we have lost all communications. Our orders are to-"
"Enough!" The Lieutenant Colonel cut the Captain short and stepped between him and Lith.
"Have you spent so much time in your backwater village to forget the basics of military discipline, Major?" His eyes burned with spite and his voice was cold yet controlled as he tapped on the insignia of his rank.
Lieutenant Colonel Xolman Pelan had graduated from the Crystal Griffon academy ranking first of his year and had joined the army as soon as he had reached adulthood.
Not only did he belong to one of the most important noble families of the Nestrar region, but his career was also one of the quickest and most successful in the history of the Kingdom.
Yet he had never even achieved the title of Great Mage, nor did his name had ever been considered for the Spellbreaker order, no matter how many magically talented criminals Pelan apprehended.
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