“Why is it so hard for you to understand?!” Elena yelled while stomping her foot several times in frustration.

Unfortunately for her, the middle-aged man appearing on the monitor before her didn't respond to her temper tantrum, remaining still and taciturn. Actually, it seemed he evaluated Elena's agitation as pathetic and childish, judging from the glare in his eyes.

- This is why I didn't want you in Korea in the first place. You're far too emotional and lack the capability to rationally judge the situation.

“What? Listen, Dad!”

- It's Knight Wiggins to you.

“In that case, this is a recommendation coming straight from an agent of the Round Table, not your daughter!”

- And that is where you got it all wrong.

Wiggins' expression began distorting. Even though the mask obscured his face and only his mouth could be seen, that was already enough to display his considerable displeasure.

- A mere Pawn like you offering your recommendation is overstepping your boundaries. I keep saying this, Pawn Elena, but you simply do not understand your position in the organization. This is why I was always against you joining the Round Table.

Elena silently bit her lower lip. To other people, being a daughter of Knight Wiggins might seem like a blessing, but... To Elena, it was more like a curse.

Whatever she did, Elena just couldn't avoid people commenting that her daddy's status had given her an easy time....