Brian stared at the man before him. The cardinal's high blond hair reminded him of his own past—back then, he was confident, strong, and young. These days, he felt better than ever, and yet the loss of his status within the class still angered him.
He was no longer the one who called the shots, but with the power the cardinal was offering, he would regain that and more. He thought joyfully of the day when he would take over the loner's prized kingdom.
"Fine, we will do it your way, but mark my words: if you waste our time…" Brian replied, leaving the sentence to hang as a warning.
"Relax, we all want the same thing, right?" Lumin said with a wide grin. He already had what he wanted, and spending some money for it wasn't going to hurt his church. In fact, their coffers would likely swell once they liberated the Saintess from the tamer's grasp.
He was utterly convinced that this was what the great Spirit of Light wanted.