Dyson, listening to the voice coming from the Teleportation Array, responded obsequiously, "Yes, yes, yes, Lord, I will follow all your commands."
Guliani's tone turned somewhat doubtful, "You've been acting strange these past few days, what happened?"
Dyson tried to imbue his tone with as much desolation as he could, "I failed..."
Guliani naturally associated this with the recent operation. Despite his irritation, he offered words of comfort, "It's not your fault. Who could've known when Anthony had won over the Dwarf King? It's the dwarves who betrayed their allies."
While he provided words of comfort on the surface, deep down, he had already discounted Dyson. But since he had no one else to rely on for now, he decided to appease Dyson first and deal with him later.
Dyson was utterly useless. Ever since the retreat from the Land of Fallen, he hadn't managed to succeed in a single endeavor, all the excuses couldn't hide his incompetence.
