♝ "And I presume you are.. the representative of the Armed Detectives Agency that Fukuzawa sent?" The man questioned, leaning back in his throne. It was odd, surely, trying to make peace talks.. out of all people, he sent you?

Sitting across from him on a large table, the room was silent, his voice the only thing echoing throughout it. He leans forward, taking the wine glass in front of himself into his gloved hand, tilting it his head downwards as a bow of respect. ".. An Honor."