Defective product.
What a defective product.
The Watcher pressed his lips tightly together.
He raised his head and looked around the desolate world, seeing decay inch by inch and ruin everywhere.
Vogel, what made you believe that there were truly any "superior products" in this world?
"Believe me, Lord Marius, I hate describing the Guard's brothers like that."
Vogel snorted coldly and leaned back in his chair:
"But clearly, you haven't left me with much choice."
In the awkward silence, Marius stared at him without saying a word for a long time.
Vea had long since considered himself a dead man. He had practically merged with the array on the wall.
That continued until Marius let out a sigh.
"What do you want, Vogel?"
The Watcher rarely addressed him by his given name instead of his surname. He said blandly:
"If you really want to make trouble for my subordinates."
"Reporting directly to His Majesty, or even to the captain—or Chief Punisher Facundo—would be far more effective."
Vogel looked back at him, the anger slowly fading from his face.
A few seconds later, he became that meticulous Deputy Guard Captain once more.
"Standard Bearer Vea."
Vogel spoke softly.
Across from him, Vea, who had been trying his best to pretend he wasn't there, instinctively shuddered.
"Why don't you stop torturing that poor Echoing Array and go take a walk outside?"
Vea lifted his face from the array he had been "repairing" for nearly five minutes. His face was ashen.
"Take a walk..."
Realizing what he meant, Vea brightened.
"Of course! I've been sitting for so long that I'm a little tired. Commander Talen, you're truly considerate..."
"Vea." This time, it was Marius. His voice was calm, gentle, and concise.
"Get out."
"Now."
Vea immediately fell silent, though he had clearly