Deceived

Seeing the person who had just invaded his workplace yelling at him, Philip recognized Cedric's uncle, readily understanding what this was all about.

"Dennis, what are you talking about? Your nephew Cedric bet with a young man taking the test for 1-star formation masters and lost. What does this have to do with me?" He opened his arms wide as he looked into that individual's eyes.

"What do you have to do with it? I think a lot. No? How else would you invite him to the council after only one test?" He made a strange expression, indicating his doubts about some plot behind it all.

Philip closed his eyes and sighed. "I imagine your nephew has come to you to ask for justice, right?"

"Of course! When the little ones suffer, it's only natural that the bigger ones come out to demand justice!" The fellow gestured with his fists, swinging his arms so fast that the sound of air moving could be heard in that instant.

"Your nephew told you what?"