Rui knew what he had to do. He needed to play the role of the injured and tormented weak Martial Squire that had barely made it out alive. He needed to project righteous anger that anybody in their circumstances would have. In fact, it would be rather strange if he didn't have at least some misgivings about what had happened, and would make him more suspicious.
Soon enough, they reached Chairman Deacon's office.
"The chairman is awaiting you inside," The secretary bowed to him, gesturing inside.
Rui nodded, walking in as he pushed open the doors to the office.
"Squire Quarrier," Chairman Deacon greeted him. "Welcome, I'm pleased to see that you've recovered well."
Inside were Chairman Deacon as well as the only three survivors of the Voidhunters.
Instantly, Rui could read the atmosphere. It was dark. The Martial Squires was furious, yet they were holding back, waiting for Rui to also appear so that all of them could discuss the most important matters together.
