Raid on Mary Geoise II

Shalltear asked with a vicious smile on her face.

Already in a bad mood, she naturally wanted to take this chance to vent properly. However, constrained by Ryan's instruction to follow the Revolutionary Army's lead when he sent them here, she could not make decisions on such a far-reaching matter without the Revolutionary Army's permission.

Dragon glanced at Shalltear and said flatly, "Yes, and a very serious one. I can understand if civilians are accidentally caught up in battle, but if you deliberately slaughter them and take pleasure in killing civilians, then you should all go back. My Revolutionary Army cannot afford to ask for your help."

Though his tone showed little emotional fluctuation, his words were exceptionally firm.

As someone who had built everything from scratch and still created such a formidable force despite the World Government's constant suppression, he naturally possessed steadfast convictions that would not be swayed by external factors.

Nazarick was powerful, and it was the Revolutionary Army's most important future partner, but where his bottom line was concerned, there was no room for negotiation.

Shalltear's expression darkened at those words, blood-red light flickering in her eyes as though she were about to lash out.

While the various Revolutionary Army commanders wore faintly proud expressions, they also stared at Shalltear with grave vigilance, preparing themselves tensely.

Having learned the scale of Nazarick, Dragon's uncompromising attitude naturally made them feel they had not chosen the wrong leader. Faced with Shalltear, who looked ready to attack, they prepared to respond with force.

"Ahem, there's no need to make things this tense. If there are points we don't agree on, we can sit down and talk them through. We're allies, after all!"

Seeing the atmosphere grow increasingly tense, as if blades would be drawn the very next second, Marco,