The next day.
"What did you say?!" the Left Minister shouted at the man inside the communication mirror.
"It's not my decision," said the man impatiently. "The Tower Leader himself passed the order."
"Then what about me?" complained the Left Minister. "I have become like a rolling stone."
"Try to escape from the capital and come to the Tower. We will provide you protection. That's the best we can offer."
The figure vanished from the mirror.
"Bastard!" cursed the middle-aged man as he gulped down the glass of wine, feeling furious. "I killed him with my own hands. How did he escape? He died in front of my eyes. How did he become alive?!" He continued to drink while cursing to alleviate his anger and indignation.
"Furthermore," he said, "I have done so much for those bastards. Almost killed the emperor, and this is how they rewarded me for my hard work."
"Really sad," a voice said from behind him.
