"The Dorgoruki family?"
Annan murmured in a low voice, "Are they the only ones involved with the fallen?"
"To be precise, they are the only ones whose evidence we have obtained,"
Longjing Tea explained calmly, "Of course, it doesn't rule out the possibility where the Northern Union has chosen to have only them come forward. If that's the case, then I believe they've prepared themselves to be cut off. Striking at this point might not spread to the entire North Lands."
"Scapegoats, huh..."
Annan sneered, "I'm not going to care about that."
In his right hand, he held a scepter, sitting in front of a floor-length mirror.
In front of him danced a feather pen, which was taking notes on the "meeting content" by itself. It was similar to the Decree Spell once used in Joseph Backer's bakery, which worked under the presumption "You are already a bag of ripe flour, you should think about how to bake yourself into bread."