Cabinet Room 2A
Royal Palace, Gerfast
Great Western Empire
March 21st
Year 1052
"So, what you want to tell us right now, is that there exists an organization, this 'Demonic Hand', and they have been behind a lot of the 'Disasters' that resulted in the deaths of hundreds of thousands, for how long now?"
"Centuries."
"This organization has existed for centuries and we somehow don't know about it?"
Emperor Rudeus narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he asked his daughter who just read out the contents of a letter that held all kinds of bizarre information, half of which, he had a hard time believing.
"Isn't it obvious that you don't? I mean, you all didn't know that there was a race called the 'Demon' race till you watched Sir Walsh's memories and used the memory gems I got from Nepte."
Despite the gazes she was receiving, Laurene was spinning around on her swivel chair with a calm expression adorning her face.
