Lucas looked at Councilman Ebert, and the usual dignity of a councilman was entirely absent from him.
At this moment, he resembled a plump sheep that had cleaned itself up and laid down on the chopping board, positioning its head for the knife to fall.
Deciding the angle and timing of that knife was a skillful task for Lucas.
"Councilman, please understand our difficulties. In this situation, rushing won't solve the problem. We need time for a thorough inspection of the entire airship wreckage.
Fortunately, there were no casualties in this incident, and the imperial taxes are intact. Losing an airship is the best outcome..."
At this moment, Karina brought tea for the two of them.
"Thank you," Lucas nodded in gratitude and then continued speaking to Councilman Ebert, "I have learned about the destruction of Thunder Tower by the elf Ela.
