"Good news, the Order Bureau has devised a plan. We'll deal with the King's Shield Guard first, Morrison won't escape."
Palmer seemed slightly more spirited, and he asked, "What about the bad news?"
"The bad news is that you've been assigned to the assault team. To be precise, it's a suicide squad."
"Huh?"
At that moment, Palmer reverted to his usual self, screaming incessantly. Although it was noisy, it surprisingly gave Bologue a sense of relief.
Bologue gradually realized one thing: when he held others' lives in his hands, he always felt deeply uneasy. But when it's Palmer's life, he felt no pressure at all.
He didn't understand whether it was due to his trust in Palmer, confidence in his own abilities, or perhaps he had become desensitized to Palmer being in danger.
"I'm ready..."
Bologue murmured softly.
...
The Sea of Mist within the Great Rift is always churning, seemingly never at peace.
