I do not know…

"Bastards!!!"

*Crash*

*Clank*

The King screamed in anger and frustration and threw a Jar made of glass on the ground, breaking it into pieces.

In front of him kneeled a man wearing black colored clothes and beside him stood a man wearing the same, black colored clothes.

"Keeve, what happened? Why have all your subordinates become so useless? Have I become too lenient? Is that the case?"

Ricardus, who was trying his best to hold back his anger, questioned.

"That is not it, your Majesty."

Keeve declined.

"Then what is it? What happened? Have you started recruiting useless pieces of shit into my Shadow Unit, by any chance?"

The King questioned again, glaring at the man kneeling in front of him with unconcealed anger.

"No, that is not it either, your Majesty."

"THEN WHAT IS IT!?"

*Crash*

*Clank*

The King threw away another Jar and roared.

"Your Majesty."

Unlike his subordinate, Keeve was intimidated by Ricardus's actions and replied calmly.