Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Nine: Promotion (Part One)

"Your Excellency! Why must you be so forbearing!"

The questioning voice behind him made the old man somewhat irritable. The Temple Guards in front of him had pushed open the great doors of the Temple. He entered the hall with his head lowered and then turned to look at the young mentor standing there: "Where is Maiseer?"

"I have made him reflect on his actions, Your Excellency. Why didn't you let us mentors enter the fray? How could the Church of the War God's prestige be trampled upon like this?"

"You want me to send you in, just to have your heads chopped off by that child?" The old man looked at the young man before him: "Conrad, the Church of the War God gave you weapons not for you to throw your lives away meaninglessly. Maiseer killed a man; we were in the wrong there. But we must still cover for our own, because we are mentors, protectors of the apprentices. My only mistake today was not anticipating that he would step into the arena."