King Richard glanced at Aisha with an amused smirk. "It seems the criminals inside the villa trust these fools to handle the situation. Not a single one has shown themselves yet… Quite amusing, don't you think?"
Aisha nodded, her gaze fixed on the massive villa before them. A wicked grin spread across her face. "Indeed… They're so full of themselves that they fail to see the danger closing in."
After a brief moment of thought, she turned to Emperor Philip. "Your Highness, do you plan to restore this villa, or will you rebuild the entire district from scratch?"
Philip furrowed his brows, puzzled. "Why do you ask, Lady Aisha?"
Then, as his gaze settled on the villa, realization dawned in his eyes.
"Although the front of the villa appears intact, the back is in terrible condition. One of the floors even collapsed during the mysterious phenomenon a few months ago," he explained.
