He listened to him and listened well. And in the end he decided that the man was of the type that bothered him a great deal. Like the girl Artoria. Taking on all the pain for themselves and never allowing others to walk with them. Not truly anyway. They were powerful allies but not the sort of people with methods he had any respect for. Some would keep that to themselves.

But this was Iskandar.

"Billions of years you have lived but you have but the mind of a boy. A pity." He gave pause then looked at the man. "I do not mind that you find me to be wrong or that you do not agree. Many have felt this way and many have argued with me in the past. Even my own men. However, I find your methods of handling matters to be that of a child wishing good and only stumbling about. Others may admire this but I do not. I know another like you as well. I never imagined I would find another with power that I would view as but a child."