Upon hearing the report from the injured worker, Arias quickly headed out of the manor in haste. It could not be that some nosy people had caught wind of the mithril in the mine, could it? Arias had actually been worrying that someone might grow suspicious, but was this not a little too soon? It had not even been a day yet. How could someone possibly know about the mithril? And why were they not afraid to confront the Scarcia Clan head-on? This was unacceptable. Arias did not listen to the worker long enough to find out who the invaders were. Once he heard about it, he immediately left and headed toward the mine. Going back to ask the worker now would be a waste of time and he might not be able to get there in time. In the end, Arias could only head forward to see the situation himself.
“Which clans in Bernier would dare challenge the Scarcia Clan? Could it be that they’re mages from somewhere else? Damn it!”