"I am a genuine Baron, yet in Prince Theodore's eyes, I'm worth less than four knights of unknown origin."
"It's all because I'm not strong enough. I have to become stronger. I must become stronger."
Torin's mood was dark and resentful. As soon as Prince Theodore arrived at Soaring Bird City, he had taken half of the territory's benefits away from Torin. And Torin hadn't even been in a position to refuse. He felt profoundly stifled.
Although Prince Theodore had promised to help develop Soaring Bird City, Torin still saw it as an insult.
"Master, among this envoy, we're the lowest-ranked group. We need to endure," Wyatt whispered. "Keeping the right to oversee Soaring Bird City is the most important thing."
Hearing this, Torin once again forced down the anger rising in his chest.
"Just wait. I'll remember every single bit of this, and I will pay it back someday!"
Torin exhaled slowly and put on a mild expression once more.
Far to the north on the Meadowland Plains…
