The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive, everyone remained silent, exchanging glances that silently conveyed messages.
Kedening Caesar.
A somewhat surprising name, but recalling Nolan's prior intelligence, as the owner of the Gini Theater, his name appearing here seemed to pose no problem.
Bologue kept his head down, hands clasped, fingers interlaced, resting on his nose, in a pensive manner.
Logically, knowing the enemy's identity, as a revenger, Bologue should be quite happy. Based on Geoffrey's understanding of Bologue, he should be humming and sharpening his knife, pondering on the method to execute Kedening.
However, Bologue didn't look happy, as if faced with something complicated, somewhat perplexed, unable to find an answer.
Lebius finished going through the documents that Ivan brought, glanced at the silent people in the office, and spoke.
"Shall we wait for Palmer before starting?"
"No, let's start now."
Bologue finally spoke, expressionless.
