Everyone's gazes converged on Grea, their eyes filled with confusion.
Grea lowered her head nervously and said timidly, "I met him once on the train before. He seemed very friendly."
"That's good."
Waver let out a sigh of relief, then lit himself a cigar and took a slow puff. "For now, we just need to stay obediently in our room. I believe the Mystic Eyes Collection Train will organize a force to break out of this predicament. We can wait for them to come find us before agreeing, and earn their favor in the process."
"Works for me." Higashino Kanade nodded in agreement.
"But what if Caleb refuses to cooperate?" Olga Marie raised her concern. It seemed she had strong objections to seeking help from the Holy Church.
"Then we'll have to find another way out."
Waver gazed out the window at the scorched forest ahead of the train.
"Judging from those Magi's attacks just now, Einnashe can be harmed by magecraft. If we have magecraft powerful enough, we might be able to force open a path."
Higashino Kanade instinctively looked at Grea. If anyone present possessed an attack powerful enough, it could only be Grea's Holy Lance.
"Grea, if you release the Holy Lance, can you carve a path through Einnashe?" Higashino Kanade asked.
"I... I can't guarantee it. I've never released the Holy Lance at full power before, so I don't know if it'll work," Grea said hesitantly.
Higashino Kanade rubbed his chin. If King Arthur herself were wielding the Holy Lance, blasting this entire Forest of Dead Apostles away with a single strike would be no problem. But Grea was the one controlling it now, and she was incomplete. She simply could not bring out the Holy Lance's true power.
"We can't take that risk. Besides, if