The weary-looking Master asked, “So, this is everything we need to organize?”0

Besley slowly nodded. “Yes, sir.”0

The Master’s face was haggard from fatigue. His half-closed eyelids conveyed the sluggishness of his mind and body.0

Besley couldn't help but stew in several disparate emotions and thoughts while observing the Master's tired face.0

‘It makes sense he’s exhausted.’0

The Master was dealing with a ridiculous amount of work at the moment.0

Although the Knights were “cooperating” again, that was not the end of the story. As a matter of fact, one could say that the real work began from that point on.0

Transferring the Knights’ decision-making authority to the Master was definitely not a simple matter. First of all, the disparate command system used by various European nations had to be unified somehow. Then, the Master and his team had to identify and get to the heart of what these Knights had been doing.0

If this situation had occurred in a regular corporation, most people would have been shocked by the vastness of the work's scale. And the sheer lunacy of the workload might have led them to completely overhaul the administrative system!0

Even Besley would have quite literally run for the hills the moment he was saddled with this amount of work. Or go on a strike!0

However, the Master was dealing with the workload without complaining once. Since that was the case, maybe his proclamation...0