Tristan Wizard Tower, top floor.
"Spare me, father!"
In the room, Tristan's shout echoed, and this hefty fellow, standing over six feet and shaped like a fat pig, slammed his head onto the floor, making it go 'bang!' as if the ground quivered beneath him.
Frankly, Lynch was genuinely surprised.
Before entering the room, he had already been informed by others in the tower about the situation here and knew that the fat man negotiating business with Tristan was a wizard from the renowned Five Rings Wizard Domain in the Land of Fran.
Is this the caliber of wizards from a world-dominating top-tier wizard domain?
Lynch questioned, "Are you really a wizard from Fran?"
The fat man hurriedly lifted his head, nose and tears bubbling as he said, "Absolutely true, I'm from the Moonlight Hills of Fran, I'm just here for business, I know nothing, please, my lord, spare me."
