After working tirelessly through the night, Maid Miss had no idea that so many things had happened outside. She only knew that the Black Order would soon learn that the Nautilus had sunk and Grant's group had failed.
The next time they came, it might not be as simple as sending a few members of the Sisterhood of Battle... After all, she was carrying the Reversal Holy Relic, and even one of the Congregation Crystals—the God Slaying Armor. How could the congregation possibly let her off so easily?
With that thought, Lamias suddenly realized something, and an inexplicable discomfort followed.
Since the congregation knew she was carrying the Reversal Holy Relic and the important God Slaying Armor, even if they had already decided to capture her, shouldn't they have been more careful, making sure that nothing went wrong during the process?
Once this line of thought had opened up, Lamias couldn't help putting herself in Sister Grant's place.
If it were her, and she were setting out with only six Battle Nuns against someone wearing the God Slaying Armor, she definitely wouldn't have revealed her intentions so early. She would first bring the person aboard the Nautilus, then slowly find a way to confiscate the Reversal Holy Relic and control the armor, and only then restrain the person.
Yet Sister Grant had revealed her intentions directly from the start... Had she been certain that Lamias wouldn't resist?
She was the instructor of the entire Sisterhood of Battle. How could she have made such a low-level mistake?
"She wanted me to resist!" Lamias drew a deep breath. The birth of this thought was the source of her current distress.
The congregation hadn't abandoned her. Perhaps the old faction had been under tremendous pressure and had been forced to use this method...