"Your permit?" Michael asked.
"Yes. After my test, then I'll be able to move my company to Metropolis, the greatest territory in all of the Royal Continent," the blonde man praised.
Of course, the other people beside him immediately went in with their support.
"That's right! Our boss is going to be the next big thing over there!"
"First, it's the permit. Then, it's the Minor Factions. And after that, it's the Major Factions. We're destined at the top!"
"Think of it this way. You'll be helping someone that will eventually stand with the likes of Alaric Goldstone! That is an honor you should be proud of!"
Their eyes glazed with praise and adoration as they talked about the Alaric Goldstone.
"Hmph. You don't even know who that is?" the blonde boy asked derisively. "He's only the strongest leader in all of Metropolis. He has no equal. Even that Potbol guy is no match to him."
