"One may say that this is my personal satisfaction, but regardless, we cannot allow the war to escalate any further."
Roland found the documents he was seeking and stood up from his chair with a serious expression. As he approached two steps away from the door, a voice behind him echoed, "I'm afraid it's too late."
"Just received news that at the state funeral in Londinium, the second prince representing Charlemagne made a speech."
A speech? It didn't seem to be an issue but Roland had a vague sense of unease and halted his steps.
Spider put down his right hand, which was holding his headphones, snapped his fingers, and the dark red curtain slowly descended. The grand landscape painting on the wall flipped over and the display terminal began to play the video and sound.
