The Magic Conductor’s Rebellion

Lei Luo thought for a moment and hesitated before nodding. "All right, let's drink this wine before we leave. The sky won't fall."

Hearing Lei Luo's words, a simple smile appeared on Morton's face. He didn't say anything and only stretched out his hand to pat Lei Luo's shoulder, looking very satisfied.

Soon, it was evening. 

Arthur, who spent almost 24 hours a day in the office and patrolling, had already packed up most of the things on hand. Then he took a bottle of good wine that he had looted and ran to Morton's room in a flash. 

When he entered the door, he saw Morton and Lei Luo already sitting in the room waiting for him. There was a map between the two of them, as if they were discussing something.

Arthur, who was standing at the door, smiled in embarrassment and asked timidly, "Am I disturbing you?"

"What are you talking about? It's your birthday today. You're the oldest."