Some people said that good employees should have their own ideas, take the initiative to share their superiors' burdens, draw inferences from one instance and act quickly—but Punk thought that was complete nonsense!
What if making a decision on his own led to a mistake? Who would bear the responsibility? Who would deal with all manner of entirely unpredictable trouble?
What the selfish Morningstar Mage hated most were trouble and responsibility. So even though His Excellency the Blazing Sun Throne, far away in the Abyss, was likely busy with work or perhaps fighting outright, Punk decisively sent every question beyond his authority to judge to the "Chairman" through his magic crystal card.
In any case, Legendary professionals with infinite lifespans were never particularly concerned about the passage of "time." If necessary, Punk did not mind waiting several years in this tiny grove of the Eternal Forest before giving the Elven Royal Court's Grand High Priest an official reply.
Of course, unlike selfish people such as the "Chairman" and Punk, who were only willing to consider their own interests, the leader of the Silent Alliance could never delay his answer for years, given how seriously he took his work and his responsibility toward subordinates. In fact, after merely a dozen seconds, a message from His Excellency the Blazing Sun Throne appeared on Punk's magic crystal card.
However... the contents of this new message were not merely an answer regarding authority. The more important order within it was far more serious than the question of "who should receive the letter."
Within a passage of magically encrypted spiritual text, the "Chairman" solemnly wrote in the ancient Byron language:
"Hello, Mr. Whisper of Destruction. I have clearly received your question, and every Executor recognizes your diligent attitude toward your work. But regrettably, the existence