Residence of the Governor of the Ancestral Continent (formerly the Palace of the King of the Black Sun Kingdom) "What do you mean production decreased again!" The person sitting at the governor's desk stood up and hit his desk with his palms It was not known whether that person was twenty or fifty years old. His features were young, but his forehead was full of wrinkled lines from knitting his eyebrows. His eyes were strong and focused, but the skin around them was dark, and their whites were full of red lines due to the lake of sleep. His hair was black and went down to his shoulders, but the white hair had begun appearing from overthinking, his fingers with which he hit the desk are tight and strong, but their tips are bloody and uneven, a sign that he is eating them to relieve his anxiety. A fifty-year-old man standing in front of him spoke quickly and agitatedly, "Your Highness Alfred, please calm yourself down. I went to the talisman workshop in the City of Burning Flowers myself to confirm that perhaps there had been an accident that had caused them to delay, but they said that some of the rune masters had taken a vacation and that was why production had decreased."
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