Even so, within Eluin, it was the most effective force. The old nobles' intelligence network was riddled with holes and utterly powerless before it.
Then who could have made Valhalla look like a blind man?
And perhaps it went beyond that--
Because she understood that it was the Royalist Faction that had arranged this meeting from behind the scenes. Even though the local nobles had resolved to break with the royal family, and even if they could deceive the royal family's informants, it was impossible for the countless connections between them to remain completely hidden from the Royalist Faction's upper echelons.
Unless.
Someone had deliberately covered everyone else's eyes, creating an artificial illusion behind this carefully concealed truth.
"Someone betrayed us." Princess Griffine had understood everything as well. She bit her lip tightly, a trace of pain flashing across her face. "Of the courtiers we sent to Jandernel to communicate and coordinate with the local nobles, at least one of them concealed the most crucial information from us and sold us out..."
Her Highness clenched her fists tightly, because she had nearly guessed that person's name.
It was the elder she had once trusted most, the teacher and senior she had admired, the model among Eluin's nobles whom she had always looked up to. She almost did not want to say that name, because doing so would shatter all her past fantasies and memories of this kingdom.
"It may not necessarily be that person," Antitina understood what she meant at once and gently comforted her. "Your Highness, you must summon your courage now."
Although Adviser Miss herself did not really believe those words of comfort. Macaro and Count Odin had both had opportunities to learn the inside story, but comparatively speaking, that person was still closer to the heart of