"Honorable Prince, I am the Foreign Minister of Crolock Kingdom, you may call me Edison."
While the Slaughter King Association decisively set the tone and opted to eliminate anyone who found the problem, Leon had already followed the guidance of the third prince to the conference hall in Administrative Zone Three.
Upon seeing Leon enter, a neatly dressed middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a competent demeanor facing the oval meeting table, first nodded politely to him, then gestured toward the empty seat opposite him with a welcoming gesture.
"Please have a seat. Next, matters concerning the hijacking of our Sky Clipper in your country, the burning of the Boarding Tower rented to your nation, and the loss of vital cargo will be discussed and resolved between me and you.
Additionally, other members of your diplomatic mission do not have the privilege of attending the discussion. Please follow Prince Andre's attendants to the lounge at the corner and wait."
