Whoosh.
Tessa's door suddenly opened, and a figure in black clothes with silver hair appeared before Tessa, Jerome, and Al. The three of them showed surprise the moment they saw El-Elf.
Come to think of it, from eliminating the two sentries at the start of his infiltration, to planting C4-representing bombs inside every AS in the hangar, to appearing before Tessa and the others, El-Elf had taken less than ten minutes in total.
All of it had been made possible through the collection and analysis of intelligence. By ordinary infiltration standards, two or three in the morning would have been the best time, yet El-Elf had unexpectedly chosen early morning, when everyone had gotten up and was heading to the cafeteria for breakfast.
He had seized the perfect opening and entered Tessa's room without encountering much resistance. Of course, there were other factors behind his ability to infiltrate this place within ten minutes. Mithril's current defensive strength was not at full capacity, as some personnel had been excluded from the exercise, leaving actual gaps in their defenses.
But then again, even if no one had known, El-Elf could still have found a way to infiltrate alone. The difference in capability between the two sides was simply far too great. Even before gaining a Participant's physical enhancements, El-Elf had already earned the title of a one-man brigade. In terms of ability, he surpassed Mithril's members by far.
Behind El-Elf stood two men in Mithril uniforms, both wearing helpless expressions. The colored paint staining their heads and chests showed that they had been eliminated outright without putting up any resistance.
After entering Tessa's room, El-Elf calmly said, "From this moment on, you are my prisoners."
"Yes." Tessa glanced at Jerome and Al, neither of whom seemed inclined to speak, then nodded to