People are more or less fond of gossip, especially that concerning their friends, and Ivan was no exception.
At this moment, Gloria had no idea that the ever-serious scholar from East Capital had already let his mind wander to other matters.
"Sorcerer Ivan, I have a rather presumptuous request."
"It's not really my place to get involved in your affairs."
"I know, it is indeed a bit presumptuous—" Gloria stammered.
"Regardless, state your request, and I'll consider whether I can help you. But let me clarify that I have limited abilities, and often find myself unable to meet certain demands."
Ivan signaled for her to speak, having already laid out the harsh truth in advance.
As a friend, he was more inclined to see things from Morris's perspective rather than that of Gloria, a friend's friend.
Sensing the refusal in his words, Gloria didn't know how to proceed, hesitation written all over her face.
Seeing this, Ivan did not urge her on.