The sky gradually brightened, the horizon turning pale.
Matthew was inspecting the three documents in his hand.
"No problem, all meticulously forged by me, sufficient to handle most inspections."
The former 'Great Thief' said confidently.
"Can you give me a bit more confidence?"
"Today is the funeral of 'Sewock VII', inspections will definitely be strict!"
Luodeni picked up his 'Secret Agent Credential', muttering softly.
"Nothing can be done a hundred percent!"
"Seventy percent is enough to proceed!"
Matthew emphasized.
"Seventy percent?"
"No, no, no!"
"Everything is fifty-fifty, either success or failure—percentages? They don't exist!"
Luodeni, this stout information dealer, shook his head repeatedly.
Taniel remained silent as he picked up his 'Secret Agent Credential'.
The materials were excellent.
The craftsmanship was exquisite.
Indistinguishable from the 'Secret Agent Credentials' he had seen before.
He couldn't find any flaws.
