Upon seeing the people around him leave, Martin couldn't help but comment:
"Are all humans this familiar with each other?"
Jack ignored his companion's comment, instead saying quietly, "Henry went to deliver the message, but he didn't get this flyer, what should we do?"
"The only one who can communicate with Dorian is Lord Priest. Knowing this information is useless to us," Martin shrugged helplessly. "Wouldn't it be too obvious if we picked someone to chase after Henry? Besides, it's not a big deal, let's put it on hold and bring it up during next month's report."
Jack nodded, something clicked in his mind, and he began to chuckle.
"That's true. Rather than going through all the trouble again for this unspectacular Mad Fire, we might as well let Lord Priest enjoy a longer time."
"After all, the Abyss is a treasure she's longed for. I finally understand the wonder of the Abyss too."
Martin stroked his body and said, "We just love powerful things, don't we."
