Seeing a confident smile appearing on Tristan's face, the Fire Lord frowned. "Why are you smiling? Do you understand what you've done is disregarding imperial law?"
"Because I don't know what you're talking about." Tristan shrugged. "If you are going to accuse me, you should have checked my background first."
"You're nothing but a slave that has been smuggled into the Muivell Kingdom by Noel Ardagan!" The marquis didn't know where Tristan got his confidence. Something must be wrong.
When Tristan was about to release his card, Howard suddenly knocked on the door. "Sir. This is Howard. I have something important to report."
"Come in. What is it?" Tristan replied, not caring about these two people.
"You…" The Fire Lord gritted his teeth. However, he was soon stunned when Howard dragged the Light Lord, who was supposed to be trying to sabotage the rune technology, inside.