Rupert looked at the report in front of him, caught between laughter and tears, his slender fingers casually flipping through a few pages of parchment, "So, in the end, they claimed it was the remnants of Seniman that attacked the shipyard and took 'our' ship... and fired at Tansnier's fort?"
Bright and soft sunlight was streaming through the tall stained glass windows, falling on the plaid velvet carpet. In the spacious room, beside a long table, there was a smoke-filled incense burner and a cluster of green short bamboo palms.
The two were sitting opposite each other.
Saisheer also showed a hint of a bitter smile and shook his head, "Actually, you can't really call it firing, Your Crown Princess, they used a crossbow cannon."
