"What the hell are you doing right now?!" General Sanders slammed his fist on the table, glaring at the minister from Reastane.
The minister smiled as if he hadn't done anything wrong. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You precisely know what I'm talking about! Your country has no jurisdiction to arrest Clovis Hacfield, not to mention on a baseless charge!"
"What are you saying, General? He is one of the suspects, so of course we have to detain him." The minister shook his head.
"It must be the Prophet, right? I know the Prophet has asked this."
"General Sanders. Don't you know how many people have died in our country during the assembly? I don't think you are in a position to demand anything from us."
"Then, tell your people not to hunt him. Do you think you can hunt him but not the other way around?" General Sanders glared at him.
Before the other party could say anything else, Maya suddenly entered the room.
"Who are you?" The minister was dumbfounded.
