The same room, the same tea room, the same rhythm, the same person brewing that seemingly never-ending tea.
However, today's self-reward had barely begun and was yet to be enjoyed when "Slave Master" received urgent orders from higher-ups, conveyed to him at the door by his most favored apprentice.
"Activate those Golden Era weapons found in the military warehouse of Eden District? And it's merely to support a group of wolf people doomed to die?"
The Slave Master's response was filled with confusion, and he questioned:
"Can you confirm this is a directive from the Honorable Monk Leader? I don't see any reward worthy of the resources we're expending. Unleashing these powerful weapons shouldn't they be reserved for more valuable targets, like launching an Arrow of Destruction to obliterate Murphy and his little faction.
We don't have that many resources that can be used arbitrarily. Shouldn't such strategic assets be used more wisely?"
