“I'm sure this trip hasn't been an easy one for you, Assembly Master,” said the Master of the Round Table, Tony Ballad.0

Kang Jin-Ho wordlessly nodded back at him.0

‘Isn’t this rather ironic?’0

Currently, Kang Jin-Ho and Co. were at Heathrow Airport. They had to hide in some dingy containers when entering this country, but now? Kang Jin-Ho found it amusing that he and his companions were allowed to brazenly walk through the airport.0

Also, all these people completely filling up the VIP lounge was another source of amusement for him.0

“We've made sure you won't experience any inconveniences on your way back, Assembly Master. Of course, if you still encounter something that is not to your liking, please speak to any of the flight attendants. They will promptly take care of it.”0

Kang Jin-Ho tilted his head. “There’s no need to go this far, you know…?”0

The Master grinned. “Think of it as a courtesy from your ally.”0

“Mm…” Kang Jin-Ho nodded again as a subtle grin floated up on his lips.0

He wasn’t planning to demand any special treatment from the Round Table. That didn’t mean he’d refuse one given away freely, of course. Besides, this was not something Kang Jin-Ho the individual could reject, anyway.0

More importantly, though…0

“...Well, at least I’ll get to sit straight this time, then,” said Vator.0

This arrangement was absolutely necessary for Vator's sake. He already struggled to fit in the first-class passenger seat, so it'd be too cruel to ask the...0