Neither Radahn nor Rykard showed any impatience at Ranni's silence.
They both waited patiently.
They knew there was no use rushing this little sister of theirs.
In their eyes, Ranni was a very self-directed person.
Her sense of self took precedence over most things. She delved deeply into anything that interested her, but even a glance at something that did not was too much.
Radahn thought Ranni might never have learned about the battle between Rennala and Radagon.
Or rather, she refused to learn about anything connected to Radagon.
There was no other reason. It was simply loathing.
Her loathing for Radagon was etched into her bones.
As the silence grew increasingly oppressive, Ranni finally spoke. "I can gather our former allies, then make magic our main strength. That would make both attacking and defending easier."
By former allies, she naturally meant the Flying Dragons, Trolls, and Demi-Humans.
Blaidd hurried to add, "That's right. In preparation for war, we've also produced large numbers of puppets and magical items that can be put to use. We can use magic for the traps mentioned earlier, too."
"That's certainly true." Rykard nodded in agreement. "I've seen those blueprints and items myself. They really are ingenious. Little sister, I hate to criticize, but how could you let someone as talented as Sellen leave?"
"If she were still here, she'd be worth an entire army." Rykard shook his head in exasperation.
Ranni lowered her head slightly, her hat's brim hiding her face. "They're detestable. Even Mother wouldn't have kept them around. The Primeval Current School does no good."
Rykard helplessly rubbed his face. "Honestly..."
He had just been about to say something, only to find himself at a loss for words.
He wanted to criticize Ranni, but could not find much to say. Yet if