A line of communication
Calm had returned to Aeneas's face as he sat down on a luxurious couch and took out the medal that had been blinking all this time. He had a sufficient period to think and prepare before having this very dangerous conversation.
Mana flowed into the medal and it shone briefly, a strong voice coming out not too long after.
"What happened?"
Hearing this voice, Aeneas's eyes turned into thin slits as the next words rolled out of him calmly.
"I underestimated someone I thought I had full information of. None of the plans we previously discussed have been disrupted."
"...Your underestimation was the cause of the death of an EPIC ranked powerhouse?"
Slight anger could be felt in the voice, causing a similar reaction to the listening Aeneas.
"Is it my fault that you sent me such a weak powerhouse? You boasted that as long as she wasn't besieged by multiple EPIC individuals, she would be a pillar I could rely on."