Ishra Arnea was in the middle of his beauty sleep when the butler knocked on his bedroom door. Fifteen minutes of persistent knocking later, the magician finally came out while cursing incoherently, even after the butler explained that the mission's target had arrived.
"Fuck! Why should you come so late at night?! Can't you just wait and tell me in the morning?!" the second son of Lenaar's Duke Arnea spitted out curses while walking down the corridor.
Weren't you the one who insisted to be called instantly the moment the target arrived?
The butler rolled his eyes behind the unreasonable young master. Hopefully, the matter could be concluded quickly and they would be freed from this human pollution as soon as possible.
