"We've searched all through the waters as much as we could, yet nothing to show for."
The leader of the warriors who was bowing before the Emperor said. His face was down, but you could tell that he was very sensitive to any call about to be made by the ruler.
"To what depth of the waters did you delve?"
The Emperor asked. The fellow hesitated for a while then said,
"I can't be sure. We didn't have a means of measuring it, but we did all we could."
He kept emphasizing that point. He knew quite well that the Emperor was never satisfied. He always would find an excuse to owe their incompetence to. Well, they weren't incompetent, twas simply that, the Emperor was never satisfied.
"Did you go over to the other side of the sea? That which we came through?"
The Emperor's voice was becoming stiffen
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