But it turned out things didn't go that way.
His face was impassive, as if things had gone exactly as he wanted. "Alright. I believe it's time to tell me what I want to hear."
Eamon hesitated, but finally, he nodded. "The chasms. When the enchantment was built around it, the security details were given to my Clan by the older generation of the Soryu. It's our responsibility to watch over it and repair it if needed.
"And there's an annual payment that your Clan usually pays to my Clan for that. You might not know this, but all the enchanters who know about the enchanted tools of the chasms belong to my Clan. Meaning it's now a secret of our Clan."
"...Ah... shit... no wonder... this bastard does have something to leverage over Father... but seriously, shouldn't that kind of security risk be looked over properly by the Soryu?"
