Buckingham Palace, private reception room.
Uriel sat behind the desk like a master. In front of him was a map of Lundan, and he was sketching and marking areas, intending to divide the search zones, splitting the entire city into seven parts.
Each of the seven Reincarnated Angels would be responsible for one zone, improving efficiency.
However, he hesitated over allocation, pondering whether the Saint Heir originated from Rome or from the dockyards. If he currently existed among the lower stratum of society, simply a dockworker, and Uriel assigned the remote, desolate areas to Hexuno, wouldn't that be akin to delivering the Saint Heir straight into Hexuno's hands?
Absolutely not!
Perhaps it was from being around Michael for too long, or perhaps it was the affliction of Pride, but Uriel often envisioned himself in the role of a ruler.