"Darnic, I have an idea!"
Using his stocky bulk to push through the crowd, Gordes hurried up to Darnic.
Five minutes later, having confirmed that Gordes's plan was feasible, the Masters relayed the entire plan and every detail to their Servants through their respective master-servant contracts.
By the time he finished listening, even Sovell could not help praising it. "What an ingenious arrangement! Who came up with it? I shall credit him with a great achievement!"
"I would not dare deceive you, my King. It was Gordes."
"Gordes? Good. Tell him for me that he has done very well!"
With that, Sovell ended his conversation with Darnic and called out to everyone involved in the plan through their newly established telepathic channel:
"Everyone! Do you all understand your assignments?"
"Don't worry, Teacher."
"Mmm-"
"Understood."
"Leave it to me~!"
"Good! Everyone, get into position!"
Watching Sieg and Astolfo gradually retreat under her attacks, Kriemhild sighed inwardly in disappointment.
But then, after hearing something from their teammates, the two suddenly said things like "Understood" and "Leave it to me~!" and swiftly withdrew.
What was going on?
A bluff? That didn't seem right.
Unable to make sense of it, Kriemhild was about to pursue them when a silver figure suddenly flashed in front of her and blocked her path.
His wings spread behind him, and he raised a dragon claw in a gesture that said, "Stop right there."
-It was Sovell, in his half-dragon form.
"My apologies, Your Highness. This is part of our plan."
Sovell offered a composed bow as he spoke to Kriemhild.
Meanwhile, Sieg raced toward the North Lake Forest, repeatedly going over the details of his assignment.
Five minutes earlier, inside Yggdmillennia Castle.
Seeing how excited Gordes was, Darnic wasted no time and urged him sharply: