A muscular man knocked on the door.
"Mr. President. General Reyhan is visiting."
"Tell him to come in."
The security leader opened the door for the general before leaving the room after noticing the Time God sitting on the couch as if trying to protect him.
General Reyhan was a man in his nineties. He had a long scar that ran from one cheek to another. His spiky brown hair and fierce eyes made people scared of him.
But in front of the president, he politely greeted him. "Mr. President."
"General Reyhan. So, why do you wish to meet me today?"
"I've brought the report regarding Theodore Griffith's stance in this battle. We've discussed this together with the secretary of defense and agree with this plan. But we'll need your final approval."
"Mhm? So, you're the only one visiting me? Where is Mr. Secretary?" The president furrowed his eyebrows before chuckling. "Well, that's less important. For now, let's hear about the plan first."
