Mr. Heisenberg's career had just begun and he was already facing an unprecedented crisis.
If equivalent to police ranks, Lady Bi'an, as the Imperial Knight Commander, would be akin to the head of the FBI. She and Ave responded with the most professional reaction immediately, forgetting about the stew at one point and placing the remaining bottles of the awakening potion on the table, resting their chins on their folded hands.
As for the young Knight Lance, he was too excited and decided to add five more sets of exercises for himself. He was now outside the apartment, practicing sword swings.
Although there were only two people sitting across the table, Ethan knew there were three judges.
Bi'an, Ave, and the golden hair on top of Ave's head.
Bi'an acted first, holding the bottle neck and using her index finger to open the cap. She carefully sniffed the smell inside the bottle.
Ethan's mind was in chaos; this was a crisis even the real Heisenberg had never encountered.
