"Room service. Food service? Bed Wrestling? Or maybe an information service?"
When they heard the line, they all knew who was behind it.
"Vina. Come in." Clovis opened the door.
"Hehehe." Vina waved her hand. "I'm here."
"It looks like you are not busy these days."
"What are you talking about? I'm always busy." Vina rolled her eyes.
"Really?"
"Well, I'm thinking about something. Maybe you can spare me a bit of your time later?"
"Sure." Clovis nodded. "So…"
Vina entered the living room and raised two fingers. "I have brought some news. According to your request, I've checked the information regarding Jun and his country.
"There is nothing confirmed yet, but it looks like Jun is doing it alone. We've monitored the rest of the members, but he's the only one acting weird."
"I see. As expected, it looks like he wants to be the Prophet's disciple." Clovis nodded with a serious expression. "Not for his country, but for his personal greed."
