Chapter 318 - 310. Connecting Lines
"You failed."
The snow outside had melted, but the air inside the hall felt even colder than the peak of winter. It was as if a blizzard was swirling mercilessly, chipping away at Varion’s wit.
"They found out quicker than we thought, we--"
"Don’t make excuses after I lend you my people!" the patriarch shot him a piercing glare. "It’s your conceited thinking that led you to your failure."
"...I’m sorry," Varion lowered his head; not because he was sorry, but because he was annoyed at how things hadn’t been going his way.
Even now, he still had no idea how Trinity could find out what they were doing so quickly. And even then, he had no idea how the people in the office never gave any distress signal. Shouldn’t they send a message as soon as they realize Trinity was barging into the office?
And yet, there had been nothing. The office was cleaned, and the CCTV was gone. He had expected Trinity to retaliate, but there had been no movement from Radia Mallarc aside from inviting Azure’s Guilmasters to Althrea.
Varion didn’t get it.
"Haa..." the Patriarch let out a long sigh before turning around. "I’ll give you another chance," he said, and Varion perked up, lifting his gaze only to come face-to-face with a cold, condescending look. "More people will come with you this time, so do it better."
Having more of his grandfather’s people did not make him the slightest bit happy, however. It hurt his pride, because it was basically saying his people were not good enough. But it wasn’t like he could reject the Patriarch’s order--not if he wanted to fix his status inside the clan.
"I understand..."