The shrunken eyeballs in the skull turned to look at her, and the voice was hoarse, "How could you have failed?"
Viola immediately responded, "Bishop, I focused all my efforts on holding 'Imilo' back, almost getting killed in the process, yet never letting him escape. It was those pirates who were useless and failed to take the island."
"Hmph!" The skull coldly snorted, "Are you planning to push the blame onto the dead?"
"That is the fact. I am not trying to make excuses for myself," Viola said once more.
The skull continued, "Who is that person with black hair and black eyes?"
Viola frowned slightly, "Are you referring to the vice-executive of the association? He was just assigned to Gold and Silver Island."
"Necromancer?" the skull inquired.
