Pre-emptive

Smash!

The exquisite teacup shattered on the carpet and red tea stained a large portion of the expensive wool carpet. However, the man was unconcerned. He stood up with a gloomy expression and at this moment, his expression turned ashen.

"He attacked? Are you sure?"

"Y-Yes, Sir Polk."

Within the crystal ball stood a man dressed in a black cloak from head to toe, lowering his head in fear while on the receiving end of his boss's screams of fury.

"Yes, I saw personally that he killed Sir Little Rosen. Also… Also… Sir McMullen and Sir Bull were also murdered. It was those two Mage and Cleric in the rumors who did it."

"Are they really that powerful? Tell me everything that you saw!"