Oscar frowned deeply and paced back and forth.
He was certain that something had happened to the Alliance Emperor. Otherwise, there was no way there would still be no news by now.
But the Emperor had forbidden him from seeking an audience without permission... Then again, if something had happened to the Emperor, going to see him himself might put him in danger. That truly was not a good idea...
Then...
Oscar paced for a long while before stopping in front of his desk and sitting down. After pondering for several minutes, he pursed his lips and made a decision.
"Swish!"
He pulled open a desk drawer, took out a small red square wooden box, and gently set it on the desk before opening it.
Inside the wooden box were several sheets of patterned paper, a few Goose Feather Quills, and a bottle of sparkling ink.
Taking out a sheet of paper, Oscar dipped a Goose Feather Quill in ink and began writing with a soft scratching sound.
At the very moment Oscar wrote those words, two people in a forest far from Xia Ya suddenly stopped. They pulled sheets of paper from their robes, glanced over the contents, then exchanged startled looks.
"What's going on? My lord wants us to return? What about our mission?" one of them asked the other.
The other pondered for several seconds before answering, "Other than that time with Pompey, my lord rarely changes our plans. If he is calling us back in such a hurry this time, something major must have happened. Let's not waste any more words."
"Fine."
Having reached an agreement, the two did not hesitate. With a stamp of their feet, scarlet and brown energy enveloped their bodies, and they shot out of the forest like two streaks of