Now that Axel was a literal 2nd circle mage, and secretly the greatest prodigy of the rune tower, or maybe all the mages, he could do whatever he wanted to them. Even the king might have to bow his head.
He chuckled to himself, to think he was on the streets as a fucking hopeless beggar just a few years before, even the patrol guards used to kick him like a dog, now even the king would tremble in front of his might. It was quite a pretty improvement, nonetheless, from a neutral viewpoint.
He first visited the house of Viscount Zeke, unceremoniously entering the house, keeping himself hidden, he saw something he should have expected from the wretches they were.
