Hiss—
As the sealed alloy doors slid open, the Earl, who had just completed his basic training, walked out of the training ground, his body drenched in sweat, his wet hair plastered tightly to his face.
"Mr. Earl," the assistant, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly offered a towel and an energy drink, following closely behind him.
The Earl wiped the sweat off his body, tossed the towel aside, then lifted the energy drink and downed it in one gulp, exhaling deeply.
He reclined comfortably on the sofa, squinting at the cute little assistant, "How's that task I asked you to keep an eye on? I feel uneasy all over when I go without missions for a time."
The professionally dressed assistant collected the towel and pushed up her small glasses, replying meticulously, "I have been paying attention to the relevant news as you instructed in the meantime, it's just that at present there hasn't been anything suitable for you."
"Ah."
