In the lounge beside the airport, Grevy and Arman sat facing each other across a table.
They leisurely sipped their coffee as they watched the airport, where an "Aphro" two-seater was taxiing down the runway and soon taking off.
"Great idea!" Arman raised his coffee and slightly lifted it towards Grevy opposite him, "We finally sent him to a dangerous place!"
There was still some reluctance in Grevy's eyes as he watched the plane get farther away until it finally disappeared from sight. He sighed softly, thinking how great it would be if he had agreed to join the right wing. With him, the right wing would fully suppress the left wing and achieve complete victory!
He had many ideas that were wildly envious, ideas that even the capitalists on the left wing couldn't catch up with.
But if they can't have him, they must destroy him.
Because the ideas in his head could possibly end the entire right wing!
