George came early again today.
Since he'd already decided to be a loyal dog, he wouldn't allow anyone to do better than him.
As it stands, the biggest threat is that guy named Eugene.
This person was previously unknown in the Bolita Clan, but this time he suddenly emerged, uniting a bunch of the Bolita Clan's old ministers, wielding considerable influence.
He's probably a strong rival.
Sure enough, Eugene had already arrived, enthusiastically mingling with others.
It's said that all the wine for today's banquet was also provided by him.
This implied a message that he had already gained control of the Bolita Clan's private distillery.
Who knows about the Bolita Clan's docks...
With these thoughts in his mind, he put on a smile and walked toward Eugene.
Time pushed to about ten-thirty in the morning.
The castle was already filled with leaders of all sizes from Winster's underground forces, drinking and discussing recent business and situations.
