Give Me a Reason

"I expected someone to be here, but I didn't know that it would be you, Grand Mage Amund."

Rhode put away the letter in his hand, crossed his arms, and leaned back on his chair. Just a few moments ago, he calmly read the letter sent by the Light Parliament. The so-called 'calmly' referred to him not smacking the table furiously, ripping it apart, or cursing before throwing it into the flames—yes, he had indeed read the letter calmly.

"I don't understand what the idiots of the Light Parliament are thinking and I don't care at all, Grand Mage Amund. The front line is in an urgent situation and I have to stay here in case the Undead Army attacks. Moreover, I have a shortage of manpower. So, I apologize. I can't respond to the pleads from those idiots. They have to clean up the mess they've created and are better off using their corpses to defend against the Undead Army."