Chapter 27

Seiryu, a dignified-looking old man, stepped forward with steady steps and deep respect for Sardat. He bowed slightly, conveying his greetings in a soft but firm voice.

“Nice to meet you, Mr Sardat Vettel. I'm Seiryu," he said.

The frown lines on Seiryu's face reflect his deep disapproval of a government based solely on politics.

“Here, those in power seem to be able to do anything. "In my opinion, this is why this place feels comfortable," he continued in a tone that maintained politeness.

Several people who previously looked at Seiryu suspiciously, now seemed to nod slowly, they agreed with his words. no one could deny the truth in the old man's words, neither supporters nor opponents of Sardat.

Sardat, showed a faint smile. “What we do here, isn't it similar?” he asked, his voice even but sharp. “You are in power, free to do whatever you want. and them, your subordinates, do you care when they have problems?”

Seiryu frown