The rounded snow-white half looming in front, rising and falling.
And those enraged eyes, Lynn's expression remained calm.
Picking up the Lexus Gin from the table, he poured a glass for Janet, then another for himself.
His actions were neither hurried nor slow, executed perfectly.
Under Janet's gaze, Lynn raised the glass of glazed glass and drank it in one go.
Janet slightly opened her mouth, inhaling sharply, the anger on her face visibly dissipated.
She moved her hand, picked up the gin Lynn had poured, drank it in one gulp, and sat back down on the wooden chair.
Putting down the glass in her hand, Janet said complexly, "Just as you said, Lord Lynn."
"Janet... to be precise, all of Frank Manor except for you, Lord Lynn, cannot request military aid from anyone."
After saying this, Janet paused, seemingly contemplating something.
Lynn waited for Janet to continue speaking.
After a moment.
