Inside the palace.
Famati had completely abandoned her plan to overwhelm them with sheer numbers.
She couldn't control people completely.
She could let those loyal to her act on their own.
With the Beautiful World's influence, they were basically all loyal.
But even so,
they could only fight by throwing men into the line.
What kind of commander sent five people, then another two teams totaling ten, to fight someone else's hundred-man army?
Their weapons did give them an advantage.
But you were so elusive that Famati was at her wits' end.
By then, Sigris had recovered too and picked up her Greatsword again. "Why are you here?"
"Second Lieutenant Sigris, all your actions were carried out with the Grand Commander's tacit approval."
"What?" Sigris was shocked that her every move had been known. "The Grand Commander knew everything?"
Only then did Sigris realize that she had been guided from the very beginning!
Lucia fixed a bayonet to her semiautomatic rifle. "I'll handle the remaining Imperial Guards."
Zilazi's electric crackling rang out.
Lucia raised her rifle and fired, but a wall of earth blocked the shot. She kept charging forward anyway, leaped, and landed right in front of the Imperial Guards.
Beyond ten paces, a gun was fast. Within ten paces, it was fast and accurate.
The bullets pierced the Imperial Guards, but they were too powerful, and the guards were physically tough.
Lucia could only keep firing until she ran out of bullets, managing to take down just one Imperial Guard. She swung her bayonet at the knights as electricity crackled around her.
Sigris charged forward, dragging her Greatsword, then swung it with all her strength and sent an Imperial Guard flying.
"Thank you for helping me, Little Officer." Sigris smiled. Just then, one of their infiltrating teams arrived.