"If anyone has strong objections, we'll start preparing..."
"Mr. Welt, please wait a moment."
Silvermane interrupted Welt, saying in a deep voice:
"I'm sorry, an idea suddenly occurred to me that might help everyone resolve this crisis."
"During the train's preparations, I hope to have the opportunity to discuss this with Mr. Yan Huan in private."
March 7th's delicate brows furrowed slightly:
"You! At a time like this, can't you just speak your mind?"
Silvermane shook his head:
"This idea... if proposed in public, would definitely be rejected by you immediately."
"But as a knight, I must help the train solve its problem."
Welt stared at Silvermane, saying in a deep voice:
"It seems you have a plan in mind, though I'm not familiar with the traditions of the Pure Knight..."
After the others stepped aside, Silvermane walked over to Yan Huan and sat down.
"Mr. Yan Huan, I apologize for my abruptness. Asking to speak with you alone all of a sudden is very strange."
"In fact, I've developed a strong feeling... This is a battle that, as a Pure Knight, I must face!"
"???" Yan Huan, who was lying on the sofa eating pizza, looked utterly bewildered, but still asked:
"What do you want to do?"
Silvermane revealed a resolute expression:
"I wish to step off the train and meet the Giant Doomsday Beast head-on—attacking its stomach wall with my spear to make it spasm and vomit the train out."
Yan Huan nodded slightly and asked again:
"Your spear...? Are you sure? I've heard that thing can swallow a Star Destroyer, and your spear isn't even a toothpick to it."
Silvermane sighed:
"This is all we can do now, isn't it?"
He walked over to the observation window, gazing at the researchers gathered below with a solemn look: