Bab 557: [557] Ah, Politics it seems?

"..."

And here I was, sitting in a conference room decorated by nothing flashy, appealing to the minimalistic standard Sir Oliver possessed. I was already gritting my teeth in frustration. I had intended to simply rest, yet the moment I had awoken I was 'sincerely' greeted by nuisance after nuisance.

Furthermore, I had merely wanted to rest, yet I was not even given the opportunity to do so. So why must I entertain such things...

Ah.

"So, with the addition of the architect and maintainer of the portal, I believe we can truly begin."

The dwarf said with a snicker on his face. Ah, it's fucking you, isn't it?!