Tap...
"Please, Miss Molly."
"Thank you, Mr. Axio."
Moss raised her head and nodded at the old butler nearby, then said with a light chuckle.
Axio respectfully bowed to Molly, then gave his own young lady a slight bow before silently leaving the room.
Click!
As the door slowly closed, the room fell silent.
Moss lifted her teacup and looked at the black tea inside.
White steam slowly rose from the cup. The clear, amber-colored tea quietly reflected the silent figure across from her.
"So, what was so urgent that you had to summon me here?"
As she spoke, Moss gently swirled her teacup, slowly brought it to her lips, and took a small sip.
She looked up at Novi, who was silently holding her teacup, and spoke with a teasing expression:
"I thought you'd be so busy you wouldn't even have time to breathe by now."
Tap...
Novi slowly set down her cup and said in a calm tone:
"I've finished the battle report. Captain Rosmote, who ranks second, will take over the remaining matters."
"Ischa and her squad will handle the treatment and settlement of the wounded, while Marquis Pompey will take over the surrounding regions..."
She blinked at Moss, a faint smile on her face.
"In short, I'm temporarily quite free."
"Hahaha, looks like being third in command has its perks after all."
Moss laughed and teased Novi.
"That really is an unfortunate thing to hear. This is probably the only day I'll have this much free time for a while."
Novi shrugged indifferently, completely unfazed by Moss's teasing.
"After tomorrow, I'll have no choice but to get busy too."
"This should be the last time we meet."
Moss smiled faintly. Lowering her head, she swirled her teacup and said:
"Then... my dear employer, did you call