Control Bureau L-1 Base, Conference Room.
The gray-haired, somewhat scholarly four-eyed individual sat calmly at the left end of the long conference table, looking at the documents in his hand. Beside him stood the administrator of the L-1 Base, Anderson, like an attendant.
At the head seat at the end of the long table sat another elderly, yet robust four-eyed individual with the physique of a giant bear, resting with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, the robust four-eyed individual opened his eyes abruptly.
The next moment, the conference room door was pushed open, and a figure clad in a black robe, with a black crow perched on their shoulder, walked into the conference room.
"..."
Looking at the robust figure at the end of the conference room, Richard's pupils slightly contracted.
"Level 6 Creatures!?"
The aura of the robust four-eyed individual at the end of the conference table was well-concealed, yet Richard still sensed a heart-stopping danger emanating from him.
