In the morning, Damian went downstairs quietly. The man looked so fresh and in a good mood. "Has Julian sent the painting?"
"Yes, he sent it last night," answered Madame Iris who was sitting in the living room.
Several people gathered there, not only Madame Iris. Damian's three aides also seemed to be working on something there. "The chips we put on the four people are still working, General," said Leona while staring at her laptop carefully.
Damian nodded in understanding. "Where is the leader of the Black Knights now?"
"He's at the Black Knight headquarters. But Patriarch Armstrong is a little suspicious because he made contact with someone from the military at the capital's military headquarters last night," Leona continued while frowning. "I'm afraid there will be someone else i
