"Where is he?" A bald man slammed his fist into the table, splitting it into two. After searching for months, he hadn't found a single clue about Clovis. It was so frustrating, especially with Clovis disappearing as if he was swallowed by Earth.
"We haven't found him yet. There's basically no trace of him after that day. Absalom is doing their best to hide him," his assistant reported while shaking his head helplessly.
"What's even the situation there?" The bald man gritted his teeth. "This annoying Hacfield with their antics."
"Currently, we have searched about 90% of their cities, but none of our spies have spotted them, so we're planning to assume that they're not in the cities. Instead, they're either in the wilderness or in the fallen cities.
"Our spies are currently moving to the wilderness right now, especially in the underworld. There are a lot of spaces to cover, so we have a hard time finding them.
"If there's no progress, we will be searching for the fallen cities."
