"They have arrived, and they're in pretty good condition, so you don't need to worry too much."
Ethan closed the door, pretended to start praying to Sea God Isis, while speaking to Johnny Blackbird beside him.
"That's good."
Johnny Blackbird also pretended to pray.
"So what do I need to do?"
He was very clear-minded; even if Ethan didn't mean to threaten him with West and those patients, he still had no reason to leave the Royal Capital.
It was a sort of exchange, a responsibility a man couldn't escape.
"Not for the time being, but Marcel is not dead; he's alive and in my hands. How much do you know about him?"
"Marcel? He was developed by West, so I don't know much, but he is already connected with the other side. What do you want to do?"
"Does he listen to you?"
"Theoretically speaking, he should listen to me."
"Do you have anything to prove you're alive and can make him follow orders?"
