Soon Shirou provided Emperor with all the information he knew about the Reunion Movement. Of course, he didn't mention any names unless Emperor specifically asked.
"Roughly understood, the Reunion Movement, huh... Interesting."
From some of the things Shirou said, Emperor understood that the Reunion Movement's ability to survive until now was not purely a matter of luck. Its cadres must possess formidable strength to lead a multitude of infected people from northern Ursus all the way to the south.
However, regarding these cadres, Shirou didn't seem to know very much. When Emperor had just asked about them, he got blank stares.
And judging by Shirou's demeanor, he didn't look like the type to lie, so Emperor didn't plan on continuing to ask.
"Kid, do you know why I brought you here to talk?"
Signaling for Shirou to refill the red wine, Emperor asked.
The matters of the Reunion Movement were merely appetizers; now Emperor was about to officially enter the main topic.
"Uh... The scenery is nice here, and the air is good?"
Shirou thought about it for a moment. Were these the only advantages of this place?
"Stupid fellow."
Emperor was speechless. The evaluation that this guy possessed single digit intelligence was proven correct once again.
Although those two points were also important, wasn't the main point that only the two of them were here?
If he were a girl, he would probably be angered to death by this guy.
"???"
Shirou, who had no idea why he was being scolded again, wore a blank expression.
What did he say wrong this time?
"Forget it. What do your thoughts on your own strength look like?"
Emperor couldn't be bothered to explain to Shirou and asked directly.
"Decent, I guess?"
Thinking for a moment, Shirou said.
After all, among the