Daybreak came, as though fashionably late.
In London, now fully bathed in daylight, not a single person remained on the streets. There was only a chaotic, deathly silence.
Vehicles lay scattered everywhere, some even overturned.
Trash whirled through the air, carried by the howling gale.
Nothing remained of the bustle and splendor London had possessed when Fang Li had first arrived. It had fallen into this state instead.
"Even if it's only a little sooner, I want this coup to end quickly..."
Standing beside Fang Li, Sylvia could not help murmuring those heartfelt words.
That alone showed just how desolate the scene before them was.
Vivian, standing beside Sylvia, nodded heavily as well.
"If London is to return to how it was, then we have to defeat Sister Kerisha."
The Third Princess, who had always been timid and indecisive, seemed to have made up her mind this time.
Now, everyone had gathered on the outskirts of London.
Fang Li.
Sylvia.
Kanzaki.
Vivian.
Along with the fifty-two members of the Amakusa-Style Church.
The group of fifty-six, led by Fang Li and the others, had assembled in one place.
Holding the Commanding Sword, Kanzaki hesitantly sought one final confirmation from Vivian.
"Princess Vivian, are you truly prepared to act with us?"
That was right.
Vivian intended to take part in this operation as well.
"I'm sorry." Vivian asked uneasily, "Am I causing you trouble?"
Fang Li answered that question.
"To be honest, yes."
Fang Li's merciless nature had reared its head again, prompting Sylvia to jab him hard in the side with her elbow until he sensibly shut his mouth.
Yet Vivian did not seem disheartened by it.
"I know that even if I come along, I won't be much help." Vivian said troubledly, "But at the very least, I don't want