Inside a warehouse, Arnie's friend, Bernard, was watching the Director bound to the chair.
The Director was gritting his teeth. Everything was supposed to work, but everything he had planned was actually a trap to lure him out.
*Creak!*
The door to the warehouse was opened.
"Oh. Taking your sweet time?! With a wonderful lady by your side, it should have taken you less time, Brother." Bernard smirked.
Arnie, covered in blood, not knowing whether it was his blood or the enemy's blood, walked toward the Director.
Lady Merlin stopped right at the entrance, noticing Bernard, whose strength was also extraordinary. More importantly, she was quite curious about this Director who caused this incident.
Since Arnie had arrived, Bernard simply walked back to the entrance and let Arnie handle the rest.
"Well, well, well. Isn't this Lady Merlin? I wonder who the lady accompanying my brother is. It turns out to be the esteemed Lady Merlin. It's an honor to meet you." Bernard smiled.
