If it were up to Mavros, he would have summoned a meteorite to obliterate that stupid temple a long time ago.

Who wouldn’t do the same if given the chance? Those pricks were always so damn hypocritical… ugh. Just thinking about those priests and priestess makes him want to hurl to the point where not even the Gods can heal his stomach.

However, he needs to rein it in. After all, as the Master of the Magic Tower of Verix, Mavros has to be present when the new head of the Temple of Aluriel is appointed.

What the hell happened.

Mavros was supposed to attend the ceremony, leave, and never even get a glimpse of that horrid temple until another saint/saintness is coronated.

Yet here he is. At that very temple. For the 59th time — yes he’s been counting — in the span of a few months.

With a sigh, the archmage puts both his hands on the side of your desk, leaning on it. His head slightly tilted as he watches you work. Then as the silence seeps into each passing minute, Mavros can’t help but grumble, “Are you seriously going to ignore me?”

+ 10 obsession (10/100) - 5 affection (-5/100)

Unique Situation! If obsession continues to outrank affection, dramatic scenes may occur!