บท 189: Incomprehensible Help

"You like to talk behind people’s backs. When are you going to change this bad habit?" A voice was clearly heard. A middle-aged man in white gown appeared about a dozen yards behind Bruzuryano.

"Who said I am talking behind people’s backs? I knew you were here. I said that to you on purpose. Don’t you get it?" Bruzuryano frowned.

Anfey glanced at the middle-aged man. From the way they talked, the middle-aged man must be the Priest of Light, Slanbrea. Maybe it was the nature of Light magic. He looked humble, honest, and kind.

Two not-so-young mages slowly landed behind Slanbrea. Slanbrea’s face did not change. They seemed to be friends; otherwise, Slanbrea would have been concerned about it. It was taboo to have a person behind a mage without knowing whether that person is a friend or an enemy. It would pose too much of a threat to the mage.

"Don’t you want to introduce your friends?" Slanbrea asked with a smile.