Chapter43-Fairfax Token

John had been aware of Albertus from the moment he appeared, remaining vigilant for any potential move against him. 

However, to John's surprise, even after the wolf king and demonwolves had all perished, Albertus had not made a move. 

This led John to believe that the other might not harbor any ill will, so his attitude was not overly hostile.

Albertus, taken aback upon hearing John call out to him and not expecting to have been noticed, was a straightforward man and stepped forward without hesitation. 

As Albertus met his gaze, John sized him up in return.

He was a short, plump man with a round face that seemed inherently likable. 

He wore an exquisitely crafted golden magus robe, adorned with various gems that shimmered in multicolored brilliance, clearly not ordinary. 

John's eyes lingered on the platinum staff in the other's hand, recognizing him as a fellow magus and, judging by his gear, one of a higher level than himself.