What was going on? Was Master really that fearless? He had even killed gods?
In that case...
It seemed I had ended up following someone truly extraordinary.
"Master really is magnificent."
Euphemia clasped her hands together, her expression full of admiration.
"Mia."
Seeing her little sister like that, Cornelia asked suspiciously, "You haven't fallen for Master, have you?"
"W-well..."
At her words, Euphemia grew bashful.
"I knew it."
Cornelia sighed.
My silly little sister had only met him a handful of times.
But on further thought...
Since they had become Master's Familiars, they had devoted both body and soul to him.
Something like this seemed inevitable.
Should I help my little sister out, too?
Having been born into royalty...
She was far more accepting of such things than ordinary people.
Stop, stop, stop.
Cornelia shook her head, driving those jumbled thoughts from her mind.
Now was not the time to think about such things.
She turned her gaze to the large screen ahead and began considering how the war would unfold.
If everything went smoothly, she would soon establish a stable rear base centered on Area 11.
With the Federation's help, that would give them considerable military potential, even against the Empire.
She kept working through scenarios, closing one gap after another.
But before long!
Her temples began to throb.
It was simply too noisy over there. How was she supposed to concentrate?
No, that was Master, along with my fellow Familiars.
I needed to stay calm. Calm.
Chapter 139: Euphemia Was Not Useless
The next day!
News shook the world.
The Britannian Empire and several of its concessions...
Had suffered mysterious attacks overnight, with most of their territory falling completely.
For a time, the entire world was shaken.
Ashford Academy.
As Kallen read the newspaper in her hands, her