Chapter 835 - Report from Elendor

 "Before that, take a look at the report," a tablet pulled before Igna's face. 'Report: Elendor,' read the title. Glare in the irritation of interruption during the painting had Éclair nonchalantly raise a hand and leave, towards the archway. 'He knows the expressions are for show, maybe he knows too much,' brush dipped in turpentine bearer of an insanely strong scent, a mixture of alcohol and something dark and rough so was the prevalent odor emitting off the painting. The chair retreated into the shadows, he swiped across the expensive-looking device, smudging the edge in an oily red, '-by unknown,' said the attachment.