Wizard Hughes had a tall and slender figure, resembling a bag of bones.
"Lord Governor, Black Sage Hughes greets you." Many Wizards considered themselves talented and virtuous people, priding themselves on being sages. However, the Wizard Alliance had not yet managed to win the favor of the major kingdoms, so Wizards had to describe themselves as sages in the dark.
"If you truly have a way to find my son, I am willing to recommend your return to the Wizard Alliance." Governor Rostov cut straight to the chase. Firstly, the Lord Governor did not want to waste too much time on this matter. Secondly, Wizard Hughes's bony figure was quite unsettling to look at.
"Lord Governor, Black Sage Hughes does indeed have a way to find your son, but I have not come today regarding my own affairs." Wizard Hughes squinted, looking at Governor Rostov meaningfully.
