"Sorry, Viscount."
"The intelligence I've gathered so far is just this."
"Two days ago, I arranged a spy squad to infiltrate Morgan Town and gather intelligence."
"But three days have passed and the spy squad has yet to return."
"I'm afraid my spy squad has been detected and captured by the soldiers stationed in Morgan Town."
Seated at the head, Jon Zuck listened to Zock's explanation.
Yet after Zock finished explaining, Jon remained silent.
Even though there were nine people gathered around the walnut square table.
The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely quiet!
Almost pin-drop silence.
The remaining seven Manor Lords also turned their gaze towards Zock.
Feeling the strong pressure of their gazes, Zock bent his waist even lower.
Half a minute later.
Jon's deep voice broke the silence in the conference room.
"So, not only did you fail to gather useful intelligence."
"You also delivered a spy, familiar with your identity, into enemy hands?"
