Orion made his way smoothly through the establishment, ascending toward the third floor without any obstruction, as his employees discreetly nodded or bowed in quiet acknowledgment as he passed by.
Reaching the third floor, Orion gently opened the elaborately decorated wooden door, stepping calmly inside before heading towards the room at the far back.
The lavish room contained shelves lined with old paintings, fine furniture, and a polished desk positioned centrally.
Seated comfortably behind the desk, Magi lounged leisurely with his white rabbit perched on his shoulder, inspecting documents spread messily across the surface, a half-filled glass of alcohol within easy reach.
At the sound of Orion's arrival, Magi raised his head sharply, his eyes widening with surprise as he saw who had come. "Orion! You finally woke up."
