"Young master, a report has come," a butler's voice resounded from outside.
Randolf replied without turning his head, "Come in."
A moment later, his butler came in and stood behind him.
"Young master, our observer in the Fallen Star Cluster has not reported their observation for this morning," the butler said, which made Randolf slightly smile.
"Good. That means those devils are already making their move," he said. "Now what's left is for us to watch the show, let them fight each other." He swirled the wine in his glass as he looked at his own reflection on the glass's surface.
