The Master of the Round Table silently stared outside the plane's window.0

Not too long ago, all he could see were the endless expanses of blue skies pockmarked by drifting white clouds. But now? His eyes could only see all the man-made structures densely packing the landscape below.0

'It's been a long time…'0

He couldn't remember the last time he got on a plane like this.0

The Round Table's purpose of global stability meant its executives' view must encompass the entire planet. In reality, though...0

Knights and the Master of the Round Table almost never left their own home countries. Events requiring their hands-on approach were rarer than hen's teeth, after all. So rare was the sight of the Master going somewhere that some people in the organization jokingly said the most useless expense in the Round Table's annual budget was the maintenance and repair cost for the Master's private plane!0

As such, it would've been understandable for the Master to get excited about his first international trip in such a long time. However, he was in no mood to enjoy his current situation.0

For regular people, getting on a plane for a risky journey to an exotic locale might feel like an exciting adventure, but not for the Master. Only a grave matter would be enough to force him to leave his home, after all! That was why feeling excited about going to another country was out of the question for someone like him.0

The Master furrowed...0