Lucius Drops a Bombshell

In a dimly lit hidden room within the empire's capital, Anselm and Karion sat across from Ragnar.

The moment Ragnar revealed what he had discovered, both men's eyes widened in shock.

Anselm leaned forward slightly and tapped his fingers on the table. "You're saying that you found their base?"

Before Ragnar could respond, Karion slammed his fist onto the table. He glared at him. "Are you serious? You expect us to believe that you, of all people, managed to find something we couldn't?"

Ragnar chuckled. He leaned back in his chair. He was unfazed by Karion's hostility. "Believe it or not, Karion, I did. Unlike you, I don't just sit around barking orders. I get things done."

Karion's glare intensified. He leaned forward and wanted to argue with him, but Anselm raised his hand to stop him once again. "Let him explain."

Anselm then turned back to Ragnar. "If you really did find their base, how can you do it?"