Ermes grunted as he slowly opened his eyes and saw nothing but walls and a lantern. He knew where he was, and then he looked at his body , and it seemed to have recovered. He looked at the bandages that were wrapped around his body and tried to feel the wound on his back.
He slowly got up from the bed and walked toward the drawer to grab a glass of water. Once he felt a bit better, he left his room to meet with the Grandmasters to ask about what had happened in the city.
When he arrived, he immediately went down to one knee and lowered his head. The Grandmasters looked at his condition, which had recovered.
"Good work. Although it was messy, you did it flawlessly. Nobody knows who killed Advisor Suleiman. You have prevented the world from falling into the wrong hands," the old lady said with a serious expression. "However, today will be your last day."
