The Prince from Tissuria

"Mina, I know that you did not like Leader Azer's tone earlier, but I hope you can restrain yourself when talking to him the next time. Even I can do nothing against him. It's a good thing that I know his master."

"His master… Is he the Dark Magic Lord? I heard that the Dark Magic Lord always wears a mask. Did you see his real face, Madam?"

Madame Bisset looked at Zenia. She had seen his face, but she could put Zenia in danger when she admitted the truth.

"No, I haven't. He just helped me settle in Prazia when I was looking for a place of refuge."

"He's your savior?"

"You can say that. But, I don't want to bother him every time I'm in trouble. That Azer guy is someone we should not provoke. I heard that he did a lot of things behind the Dark Magic Lord's back. I'm not sure if his master just let it slide or simply didn't care. With his master's ability,  he should be able to tell what his subordinates were doing when he's not around."