"Junior Vanen."
"Legislator Vanen."
Levan and another Fourth Ring Fire Element Legislator Helan nodded in greeting.
"Senior Levan, Legislator Helan." Vanen nodded back at the group, then said, "Senior Levan and I have some matters to discuss, please head to the front line first."
"Alright."
"Understood."
The legislator accompanying Levan and three other Fourth Ring Wizards all responded without saying another word, bypassing Vanen and continuing toward the small teleportation array.
They were well aware of Levan and Vanen's backgrounds.
One was the treasured student of Speaker Lor, and the other was not only Speaker Lor's treasured student but also Speaker Yasen's beloved grandson.
Even if these two did not go to the front line, no one would say a word.
As the saying goes, "One generation plants the trees, another gets the shade;" no one in this war had more right to the shade than they did.
"Junior Vanen, what's going on?" Levan asked, a bit puzzled.
