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"Twe-- twenty five? What?! Did you forget to say thousand or something?" Yulervan hollered, waving his hands about to display his bewilderment, "And what did you just say? You only have executives? Mentor and Grand meisters? What is that? Is that a new form of exclusivity among the strongest?" 

Mentor Meisters and Grand Meisters were revered all over the world. They were the epitome of prowess, the ones standing on the peak of the mountain that all aspiring Meisters had to climb. Their names prevailed over politicians, who rarely partook in honest works, and activists, who might have made a change but were more talk, less action.

Just being acquainted with one of the Mentors and the Grands would be honorable for any Meister. 

Yulervan felt that he was already fortunate for encountering Aectaeon. He still couldn't contain his excitement upon recalling the man's promise that he would help him take revenge against the Crimson League.