"Am I seeing things correctly? We have this many documents to review?"
Indra blinked several times, struggling to process the overwhelming sight before him.
Twenty medium-sized boxes had just been delivered by the courier ten minutes ago, and they all contained files on the deaths of the enchanters and information about the Infusers.
"Oh, this isn't much!" Fernando replied nonchalantly, sucking on his lollipop as he faced Indra. "It'd be a different story if you were like Osvald."
"Osvald? Who is he?" Indra asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"He's our family lawyer. Every time we visit him, his presence is always drowned out by the files, until it left him bald on his head as a result," Ariel replied in a sullen tone, then threw a cushion at his older brother, which he unfortunately deflected. "How can everyone know Osvald? You're crazy!"
