The Three Sacred Treasures (4)

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Screeeech—!!

The massive iron door swung open with an irritating metallic screech.

The research institute where all of Loengrin Trading House's capital was concentrated.

The chairman stormed into the building, breathing heavily.

At the sight of him striding forward with bloodshot eyes, the researchers slipped away into their own labs.

“……!”

The loss in the lawsuit against Mercure.

Reporters swarming around him as if to mock him.

To the chairman, whose pride had already been trampled, the researchers' behavior was profoundly displeasing...