A few wooden planks had been nailed over the damaged door, barely holding back the cold wind of the Northern Lands.
The Lord, who was the very culprit behind the damage, sat with his legs crossed and looked at the Legion Commander of the Thorn Corps. "Fujero, I've given you more than enough time. I hope this so-called explanation of yours will be to my satisfaction."
The only other person in the meeting hall was Knight Si Kai.
Even Panda and the Priests had been excluded from this meeting about where exactly Fulina had gone.
"Lord, in truth, I've been busy all night. I've only just now managed to find the time."
Fujero spread his hands, his expression candid.
"Perhaps," Levi said with a noncommittal chuckle. He took a hard bite of the crisp apple in his hand, and sweet juice instantly flooded his mouth.
He had casually swiped it from the Thorn Corps officers' supply stash.
