In the control room.

In the control room, Bastien and Leon sat on the same couch, watching the exciting scene on the screen.

"Bastien, are you interested in making another bet with me?" Leon said. He spun the wineglass and turned his head to the left.

Bastien had a blank look as he stared at Leon's face without saying anything for a long time. "I'll take it if it will bring good luck. And also, where is his maid? Where did she go off, too? Why didn't she help him?" Bastien asked.

Leon sighed. "Who cares about her?"

Bastien chuckled quietly. His eyes were filled with greed.

The video of Nathan fighting over 20 people appeared before them.

"The bastard sure got pressed this time." Bastien muttered under his breath.

Leon glanced at Bastien but quickly looked back at the big screen. "How many of your people can my beloved brother kill?"

Bastien smiled mischievously.