The scout was also an elite in the military. Although he wouldn't face excessively harsh treatment, he likely couldn't avoid punishment.
"But for now, let's first hear what it actually wants to say."
He looked at the silver-haired girl with emerald eyes beside him.
"Miss Hero."
Unlike at the beginning, the Hero, who initially sat in the corner as a scribe, was now formally seated on the military side, even sitting beside the sergeant.
However, no one objected, and several sergeants gave her encouraging looks.
The sergeant spoke up.
"I hear you're a rare Beast Spirit Mage, not only carrying a familiar but also no stranger to communicating with bird-type magic creatures.
"In that case, you should ask the questions.
"The other party can understand human writing, so feel free to ask whatever you want. We also need to assess the truthfulness of its responses."
The Hero nodded, straightening her back.
