Chapter 100 < The Glory of the Throne - Siege of Agan (7) >
“To be honest.”
In the deep darkness where it was hard to see even an inch ahead.
A low, subdued male voice echoed slowly.
The voice contained various emotions.
Regret, bitterness, sadness.
It was inevitable.
Because what they were plotting was by no means honorable.
If their conversation was confident and without a hint of shame, there would be no need to hide in the darkness to share it.
Amidst the assumption that he probably didn’t have a good expression, the owner of the voice continued slowly.
“You know you can’t win anymore, right? Don’t you?”
“······.”
No answer came back.
The man didn’t seem to expect an immediate response either.
He didn’t wait and continued to say what he had to say.
“When the operation we prepared this time fails, the war is essentially over. What we’re doing now is just forcibly delaying it.”
Again, no answer came back.
Perhaps disappointed by the continuous silence of the other party.
The man sighed faintly.
Hidden in the darkness, it wasn’t visible, but he was probably shaking his head.
“Even if we can’t be first, we can be second. We need to abandon ships with no hope quickly.”
Had the man’s passionate persuasion finally moved her?
A voice other than the man’s was heard from the darkness.
It was a slender female voice.
A cold voice, with a hint of indifference, said.
“······What do you want to do?”
