The ministers were hard at work, it had been a few days since that fateful day.

One of them sighed as he fiddled with his pen.

"If you have time to whistle, get to work."

"It's a lot of work. I haven't even been able to sleep well for some days."

"We've had to work since 'that' happened. And we even hired more staff."

"There's no other way, 'that' was a troublesome thing, after all, no one expected 'that' to happen."

"I want to take a vacation. I'm tired, I feel there should be a law to support exploited workers like us."

"... It's our job, after all, 'that' is responsible that we have to sign all these documents."

The younger minister looked out the window after sighing.

"I still can't believe how 'that' was possible. It would be the third tragedy to occur in the palace since that court mage burned down the tower and that female knight razed their entire base."

Everyone sighed as long as they remembered