Powerful individuals, if they can communicate politely and equally, often quickly gain the goodwill of others.
Just after chatting for a while, many in this Brighton caravan lowered their guard against Rein and started laughing and chatting, especially a Brighton girl named Ayana, whose big bright eyes were filled with curiosity about Rein.
"Those wizards in black robes, with bones or skulls embroidered on their chests, are the most despicable, secretly stealing the bodies of warriors from our tribe's tombs," Ayana said indignantly.
"Oh? Bones or skulls on the chest?"
"Are they from the Tutkash School? I heard they are more active on the west side of the Shirendil Plateau," Rein said with some confusion.
"Yes, they used to be, but now there are quite a few black-robed wizards wandering near our tribe," Ayana nodded, her voice clear.
"Sir, did you just say they are from the Tutkash School?"
