He's Dangerous

"Jim has been taken care of," said Gregorio. He took a sip of his tea before staring at the crimson-eyed man who sat on the opposite end of the table. "But… you don't look satisfied… Why is that?"

The soft breeze tickled Arthur's skin, yet a dark atmosphere descended around him.

"It's nothing," replied the crimson-eyed man, finishing his tea. He placed the cup on the table in front of him before wiping his mouth with a few napkins. Then, he stood up with the intention of leaving. "I have a few classes today."

"Jake is not dead, you know," said Gregorio. "Are you dissatisfied that we couldn't heal his injuries? He's a cripple, but he's not dead."

"No, I can fix his disabilities," replied Arthur flatly. "I'm surprised you didn't take action yourself. Instead, you sent a great mage, your non-blood nephew, to take care of Jim. It's truly suspicious, considering your track record of completing all missions by yourself."