"Mr. Lawrence," Marlina, still fixated on the light screen, interjected, "Could you kindly reveal Mr. Hyena's movements? If I were him, I would be setting off to meet one of the other three leaders, or perhaps..."
The ordinary young girl's eyes were firm and restrained: "Hold a, not so well-intentioned, meeting."
Lawrence quickly pulled up a new image, just as Marlina had predicted, our protagonist, Mr. Hyena, was sitting at a round table. Across from him was a tall, sinister man, to his left sat a cold and beautiful woman with a vertical scar in her left eye, and to his right, a corpulent man.
"Oh, this is really..." Lawrence opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, appearing somewhat astonished, "Can it be this accurate?"
"Of course, Marlina is the smartest!" Seraphina proudly raised her head, then seemed to remember something and whispered, "Hmm, maybe just a bit less than Ansel."
"Mr. Ansel, who is the man across from Mr. Hyena?"
