After most of the members agreed with the proposal, Hermes suddenly turned his head toward Cyril. "Feysac and Loen have different political landscapes, but assassinating another noble or minister won't accomplish much. If too many high-ranking officials die, those countries will probably catch on."
"I think the best option is to stir up trouble elsewhere, like on Sonia Island."
"Loen and Feysac already have friction there. We only need to intensify it to plant the seeds for a war to break out later."
...I admit you have a point, but why are you staring at me?
Cyril felt a little unnerved under Hermes's gaze. He had a feeling that the Angel of the Spectator Pathway had an ulterior motive, but out of politeness, he still nodded.
The next moment, Hermes said something that made him even more uneasy. "The arms shipment you intercepted from Vice Admiral Deep Sea's base would be a good place to start."
Had he been keeping an eye on me all this time, or was this whole thing part of his plan?
As his thoughts raced, Hermes's words continued to ring in his ears:
"Vice Admiral Deep Sea Howl Constantine is a third party on Sonia Island, representing the remnants of the Elf forces. Bound by their bloodline, they have been developing in secret on Sonia Island."
"Strictly speaking, they don't count as a third-party force. In this era, Pure-blood Elves are even rarer than Great Dragons, and there's no organized resistance on Sonia Island."
"There are only a few humans with Elf blood who are flying the Elf banner and seeking independence."
"In the eyes of both Feysac and Loen, they probably don't even count as Clowns. But we can infiltrate their ranks and assassinate Feysac and Loen officers in their name."
"To Loen and