「After his private meeting with Sedon.」
As Reinhardt left the Government Hall, he saw a familiar, aged figure sitting in a corridor of the Civil Affairs Department's massive office complex.
They hadn't seen each other in four years, and Ullrich's hair was even more sparse than before, his face etched with worry.
This Governor of Verne World, a ruler in the eyes of hundreds of millions of Mortals, now looked like a pitiful old man who had been cast out. He was completely devoid of a governor's dignity, his head hung in dejection.
When Reinhardt walked up to him,
his Power Armor, like some colossal behemoth, cast a shadow that blotted out the light and completely swallowed the old man's form.
The Governor of Verne's Stereoscopic City scrambled to his feet, his back hunched. His expression grew utterly servile as he asked cautiously, "Noble Emperor's Angel, is there something I can do for you? I am the Governor of Verne World..."
