"There is a big problem!"
The shout tore through the command tent and broke the calm atmosphere in an instant.
Ethan, who had just taken a sip of tea, almost
spat it out as he turned his head sharply, and a few drops nearly landed on Han.
Han immediately gave him a sharp side eye and wiped his sleeve with visible irritation.
"What happened?" Ethan asked, still holding the cup, although his expression had already turned serious.
Han clicked his tongue and glanced at Hale who brought the message "You are a Mythic rank knight, yet you are losing composure like a child," he said in a low voice. "Have some shame."
"Shame my ass… Read this first," Hale said as he walked in quickly and slammed a sealed letter onto the table.
The wooden surface shook slightly under the force, and both Ethan and Han turned their attention to it immediately.
