The next day, Merik was once again back in the private meeting chamber, on his knees, kneeling in front of his father's seat, and reporting the progress he had made so far.
"Under the guise of understanding the strengths and weaknesses of my teammates, I closely observed his physique. Unless he is an expert far beyond my understanding, I am absolutely certain that his physical attributes are below 3 points all around. And he really has no particular talent with the bow."
"So your opinion is that the Duke's spy is just an ordinary goblin with nothing to rely on?" Merik's father asked in a thoughtful tone, sending a shiver down Merik's spine. Past experience told him his father was very dissatisfied at the moment. He spoke in a hurry to resolve the issue.
