Milmina's sudden words plunged the entire room into silence.
Everyone present was part of the Empire's upper echelon. They knew exactly who the figure that had suddenly appeared in the room was, and they knew even better whom the "Old Deer" she mentioned referred to.
The silence lasted several seconds. Gawain was the first to break it, but his reaction was far calmer and more indifferent than Milmina had expected. He merely looked quietly at Milmina's incarnation and asked, "About when did it happen?"
"...Just now. But he was very fast. You probably won't be able to catch up to him," Milmina said with a light cough. Under the gaze of this mortal king, the Former God wore an odd expression. "He went toward the Silver Empire—I tried to stop him, but I couldn't..."
"So he sensed the condition of those old believers." Gawain nodded lightly. "How is the situation in the Silver Empire?"
Milmina was slightly surprised, apparently not expecting Gawain to steer the conversation in that direction so directly. But she quickly recovered and nodded. "He sensed heavy casualties in a short period of time, along with extremely intense collective emotional fluctuations. The situation in the south is not optimistic—but the battle is still ongoing, and the defensive line still exists. That's all. Right now, he can only vaguely sense what is happening over there. Anything more detailed is impossible to say."
Gawain rested one hand against his chin, deep in thought. "Is that so... The defensive line still standing is the best news we could have. The enemy's offensive is fierce, but its greatest advantage was surprise. As long as they withstand the initial pressure, the Silver Empire should be able to hold on with its reserves..."
Seeing his reaction, Milmina finally could not hold back any