"That Xiao?"
Carrera pondered carefully.
Indeed. Judging by "qualifications" and "status," he was certainly highly suitable.
"If that's the case, then Ultima's plan really does have a strong chance of... succeeding!?"
The more Carrera thought about it, the more feasible Ultima's plan seemed.
Then, Carrera suddenly thought of a crucial point.
"No! But how are we supposed to win over that 'Xiao'?"
"Let me make this clear first: I'm not close to him."
"We just know each other, know each other's names, and happen to be colleagues."
This was currently the most critical problem.
Indeed. Xiao was indeed very suitable.
One could even say he was suitable to an excessive degree.
But the important thing was, how were they supposed to win him over and have him join this plan of theirs, which could only be described as "outrageous" and "recklessly bold"?!
As the Guardian Yaksha, the Great Sage of Demon Subjugation among the immortals, and Lord Emperor's most valued successor, why would he join a plan that offered him no benefit whatsoever?!
Moreover, from what they knew, Xiao held Rimuru in extremely high regard.
Their plan was to seize power from Rimuru's grasp!
Getting Xiao to help them would be harder than climbing to heaven!
So what were they supposed to do?!
Compared to the troubled Carrera, however, Ultima and Testarossa appeared exceptionally calm—calm to an almost excessive degree.
"What's with you two?"
"Don't you know how to be worried?!"
Looking at the calm pair, Carrera asked anxiously.
But after seeing their expressions, as though everything was already under control, Carrera realized something as well.
"Could it be that you two already have a plan?!"
Carrera asked the two women, somewhat uncertainly.
At those words, neither Ultima nor Testarossa answered the question directly.
Seeing Ultima and Testarossa like this,