Meanwhile, inside the Grage Family's grand estate, the atmosphere was tense as the Family Head, Lord Grage, sat behind his imposing mahogany desk. His sharp eyes bore into the representative standing before him, who had just returned from the Federation Headquarters. The weight of the family's future seemed to hang in the balance.
"Did the Federation Head inspect those resources?" Lord Grage's voice was low, but it carried an edge that made the representative flinch slightly.
The representative, eager to please and hoping to deliver good news, shook his head with a grin. "No, Head. The Federation Head simply handed the storage rings over to that brat without even inspecting them."
A sly smile curled at the corners of Lord Grage's lips, but his eyes remained calculating. "And what of the boy? Do you think he'll notice anything unusual?"
The representative hesitated, unsure of how to answer. "Well, Head, do you think that kid would discover anything?"
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