Chapter 71: Overprotective
"Now get out of my sight, now!" Mirinda screamed.
The two men rushed toward the door. It closed automatically behind them with a loud bang.
Still breathing heavily, Mirinda slumped into her chair. She leaned back, draping one hand over her eyes, her entire posture drained.
"Oh, my luck... To think that guy had the gall to say all that to my face. This is the first time I’ve ever had to handle newcomers like that," Mirinda muttered.
Ida, standing calmly beside her, offered a more measured take. "I don’t think it’s wise to let him go, Guildmaster. He’s an S-rank. Arrogant, yes, but he must have the power to back it up."
"I know that!" Mirinda groaned, dragging her hands down her face. "But the way he said it... It really triggered me. Ugh! What should I do now?"
"I agree with Ida," Beltimore said, arms folded, tone thoughtful. "Letting him walk away would be a huge loss. I have a proposal, if you’re willing to hear it."
"Spit it out," Mirinda snapped.
"Let me test him. See what he’s capable of myself," Beltimore said. "Besides, the only reason I went along with the ceremony was because William pushed me into it. He must have seen something in those two if he dared ask me to speed things up."