The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Komer’s rigid body stood in front of the window, as if the scenery outside had captured his heart and wouldn’t let go, his slender figure in the Mage Robe seemed extraordinary, a breeze swept by, bringing ripples of wrinkles to the otherwise smooth fabric.

"We can’t just sit by and let this situation continue, Komer, otherwise all our efforts so far will have been in vain." A slightly deep but magnetic voice sounded pleasant to the ears, Renta’s emerald eyes stared straight at the other’s back, and although he didn’t turn around, Renta believed he could feel her anger and resolution, and if he didn’t provide a clear explanation, she wouldn’t leave, she couldn’t bear to see her arduous efforts turn to naught.

"Komer, did you hear me? Answer me!" Renta raised her voice, her chest heaving dramatically, absolutely unbearable! There she was babbling away like a little woman, and this guy kept staring outside the window without a word, which was simply intolerable.

"Calm down, calm down, still need to stay calm," Komer finally turned his head, and his face remained eerily calm, "Renta, please believe that I feel the same as you do right now, but there is one thing where I differ from you; I have to consider the whole of Nicosia, not just the North."

"What do you mean?" Renta bit her lip hard.

"Welch is an old fox, able to hide so well right under the noses of Frenster and Vazinsky, do you think it’s because he’s just good at being patient? You’re wrong, in terms of assessing the situation, he’s even stronger than us," Komer stated leisurely, showing no sign of discussing an issue that was critical to the situation in his territory, "Now both the St. Vasily faction and the Pericles faction maintain a rare silence, even the Court guys, who were once at odds with Welch, seem to have calmed down, why is that?"

"Why?" Renta subconsciously echoed the question, then immediately realized her gaffe, and raised her voice to retort, "What else could it be? They just want us to take action against the Salvation Society."

"Right, so why should we fall for their trap?" Komer asked with a smile.

"What, so we just watch the power of the Salvation Society spread? Not acting out of fear will only make things worse," Renta said disdainfully.

"I never said to give up; what’s ours, no one can take, and there’s no question of giving up," Komer responded firmly, "Do you think the Salvation Society can take anything from us by force? I don’t see it that way. What they have, they have because I am willing to give it, or to put it more harshly, because I have granted it to them. If they think they can take more, then I can retract anything I’ve given them at any time."

A hint of a smug smile finally played at the corners of Renta’s mouth, "Komer, I wasn’t wrong about you, you’ve never let anyone share power with you, you’ve never had real allies, and you never need real allies."