Ragnar and Serius couldn't reach a conclusion, and both decided that it was best to end the call, least they wanted to argue all night long.
Serius was keen on making it harder for Ren, while Ragnar didn't want to be a part of it. Neither side back down. The only thing they achieved was the rising of their blood.
Ultimately, the older man realized that he couldn't change Ragnar's mind. He decided he would discuss the matter again with Ragnar's parents.
Good luck with that. Ragnar thought and resumed looking at the wide screen of his PC. He couldn't wait to enter COVENANT.
Rather, why was Silvia taking so long? They should be having dinner about now, and it was almost nine in the evening.
Ragnar fished his phone and was about to dial her number when his office door flung open and came in Silvia. She was donned in a white bodycon dress over a silver fur blazer. Her six inches pump shoes were tick-tocking on the floor while her lux golden hair bounced with her every step.
