Facing Imiya's curious gaze, Anderson stiffly showed a surprised expression.
"It's not like he's surprised on your behalf, it's like he's going to the toilet on your behalf."
Imia commented.
"Whatever you think, is there anything else? Just go back as soon as possible. The hotel will be locked if it's too late."
The words were full of urging, almost pushing people away.
Imiya puffed up her cheeks in displeasure, her expression vivid but not exaggerated. Not only was she not annoying, but she also looked a little cute.
"Okay, okay, since you know what's going on, just think I'm talking too much."
As she spoke, she turned slightly sideways, as if ready to leave, but her eyes fell directly on Rensak.
"But... let me guess, why did you keep these people?"
Rensak looked back at her calmly.
Imiya curled her lips and said, "It seems like it's something you can't say."
"Anderson, see you off."
Hearing that Lensak was serious this time, Anderson, who was waiting on the side, immediately stood up and showed a fake smile to Imiya.
"Please, Miss Imiya."
"What a rude man~"
Pouring her lips in disgust, Imiya folded her arms and left the office.
After Anderson, who sent her away, came back, Lensak was relieved after confirming that the woman had not caused any other trouble.
He picked up the red pearl on the table, sneered, and said angrily: "Check carefully, how did the blood warlock's matter end up with the witch?"
"yes."
"Also, who is the last person? Have you found out?"
Anderson nodded.
"After our investigation, we have identified the last person placed by the Blood Warlock in the Knights, Elite Knight Morrison."
"However, this person's situation is somewhat special."
Anderson submitted a piece of information.
"It is speculated that this person's actions were not prompted by the superiors of the Blood Warlocks, but so far, we have not found out..."
Lensak interrupted him by crushing the document in his hand into pieces.
"You are so brave, you dare to harm me on my territory!"
Anderson, who had also read the document, immediately guessed which part his team leader was referring to. He stepped forward and asked, "Does it need to be cleared in advance?"
"No, keep him."
Lensak shook his head.
"Kill him now, and those knights will die in vain."
"OK."
This is also the result that Anderson had expected.
He went on to report the next thing, "The breeding house that you previously told me to take special care of, recently there have been many nobles from the previous areas asking us for information."
"With the addition of the previous ones, it's already a big force. Do you think it's necessary..."
Anderson made a gesture of stroking the dog's head.
Lensak sneered at this, "There's no need to waste all your efforts and just let them watch their claws. This is District 13, and it's not their turn to act arrogantly."
Anderson smiled and nodded, but couldn't hold back and uttered a curse word.
It is because of his virtue that the pressure on diplomacy is so great.
You should really call Imiya back and take a look. This is what a willful guy who calls himself a mature man said.
To put it bluntly, there is no progress at all!
Not knowing that the adjutant was complaining about him crazily in his mind, Lensak picked up the chess pieces at hand and placed them one by one on the chessboard.
"Witches, blood warlocks, exorcists, magicians... one by one, these guys are all outsiders. The origin guild of District 13, this name is not a last resort, and it will never fall on a group of outsiders. on the body."
He bent his fingers and flicked the chess pieces away, leaving only a few pieces on the black and white chessboard.
"If the breeding house has this potential, then it has this value."
"At least before I give it up, this chess piece is qualified to stand on the chessboard intact."
Anderson reminded him, "But His Majesty's side..."
"Damn it, don't you have a clear idea of his identity?!"
To be honest, Anderson didn't know if Paul III had any idea, but he knew that Lensak, who dared to say anything in front of one of his lieutenants, really had no idea at all.
Fortunately, Rensak hadn't lost his mind to that point yet. He took a sip of water, suppressed the anger in his heart with the demeanor of a mature man, and said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty's views on this aspect are slightly different from mine. "
"But...it doesn't matter what Paul III farts, I have the final say here!"
