As usual, Mas arrived at the gates of the Storm Empire's capital city. He jumped down from the Red Crystal Gargoyle and stored it in his alchemy space.
He found the headquarters of the Sith Chamber of Commerce with ease. Oh, no, he should call it the Storm Chamber of Commerce now. Mas had just stepped into the front hall when he heard Belek's anxious and uneasy voice roar, "Why isn't there a single decent doctor in the entire capital!"
Upon hearing this, Mas walked in curiously and asked, "Brother Belek, look at how anxious you are. What has happened in the capital recently?"
Looking at Mas, who he had not seen for many days, Belek seemed to have found his backbone. He hurriedly ran towards him and replied, "Brother Dyson, this matter can't be explained in a short period of time. You'll know when you come with me to the palace to meet with His Majesty Harold."
