Birmond felt the effects of the solution kick in.
He immediately started feeling the calmness he was seeking at the moment. He licked his lips before speaking up.
"Another summoner to rub it in our faces? Bastards!
I fucking don't care who they have hired. I had told Rey not to approach that smokescreen guild. He didn't listen and was killed for it. Fine. That's something I can understand.
But they didn't have to ruin my House's reputation like this for killing Rey, did they? Janos was just following orders. He didn't need to be killed either. It seems more like a personal vendetta.
I'll fucking kill this sick bastard who did this. No matter who backs him up."
Naya placed her hand on Birmond's chest and tried to calm him down using her icy touch. The latter felt a familiar chill and continued.
"I don't care about that wretched city, Naya. We are not getting it back from the likes of Levine and House Derringer. I already knew that.
