And Raylo had no intention of getting involved in any of it.
To use a phrase from his past life, he would let the bullets fly for a while.
Arthur might be developing fast, but his own growth, Raylo's growth, would surpass anyone's imagination.
The so-called threat from the Crown Prince was, in his eyes, nothing more than a small pebble on his path—one he couldn't even be bothered to kick aside.
What he truly cared about was something else entirely.
"Ed."
Raylo spoke.
Ed, who was organizing documents nearby, looked up.
"Lord."
"Where is today's patrol report from the Pegasus Knights?"
"Right here."
Ed handed him a scroll of parchment.
Raylo unrolled the parchment.
Its contents confirmed his earlier worries.
"The number of Fire Demon Crows has increased again."
Ed's finger tapped the map in the direction of the Black Stone Mountain Range.
