“I believe the current key is… also a failure,” a man timidly reported to his superior.

“Ah, fuck! What the hell is wrong with you people?! Why can’t you do your jobs properly?!” the superior yelled furiously.

Thud!

When the superior slammed his desk angrily, the subordinate who had reported to him began tiptoeing around him, hiding his neck like a turtle. Considering how much his superior liked drinking, the subordinate would normally offer up a bottle of wine he had saved for just such a moment.

However, in the current situation, his superior would likely just smash him over the head with the wine bottle, shouting ‘Are you kidding me?!’. Such was the extent of his anger. Thus, the subordinate had to save his breath and remain as quiet as a mouse.

“If this continues, I’m going to receive a reprimand again! Aaaaaah!” Lee Jae-Seong, the Section Chief of the Highoff Clan’s Attack Department and the other man’s superior, pounded his chest several times furiously.

His anger was understandable, as it had already been a year since he had taken charge of ‘Bestla’s Tomb’. He had talked a big game, saying he was different from his predecessors who had failed to accomplish anything. Despite that, he had also failed to show any results. In that case, he would have nothing to say in protest if he were taken as a ‘sacrifice,’ branded an incompetent like his predecessors.

The deadline given to him by the Highoff Clan’s higher-ups was less than a month away. As he had been working for the...