687 The Ancestors of The Major Families

Circe flinched at the words of the Lightning Kirin, if her hands were free she would have slapped the overly energetic beast in the head, she could only chastise her unruly passenger,

"Archimedes, please be quiet, there are several powerful presences around me and your words are distracting. We are not out of the clear yet."

"I know… I know, but still, you have to admit that the monster called Rowan is too fucking diabolical. I mean who casually hands someone ten thousand tonnes of Mithril, fucking thousands of tonnes of this stuff like it is nothing!! Who does that? It is a good thing we decided to use half or we would be dead."