"Dr. Jones, can you tell me where you've been for the past three years? I don't believe a mere investigation of the Desert Kingdom ruins could possibly take three years," Perfikot said, looking sternly at Dr. Jones with great displeasure.
Perfikot naturally had ample reason to be dissatisfied; she had dispatched Dr. Jones to investigate the Desert Kingdom when she wasn't even a Count yet!
In those three years, Perfikot had already established the Northern Territory, and this guy just rolled back from the Desert Kingdom. She could have made the trip herself in that time.
Not to mention, in these three years, Dr. Jones seemed to have been drained by indulgence, appearing excessively dissipated.
Three years ago, Dr. Jones still had the image of a vigorous scholar, but now? Perfikot felt that calling him an opium addict and an old lecher was the most fitting description.
