The hour of free time quickly passed, and without any incidents, the scattered crowd gathered on the train platform and then orderly boarded the carriages.
Heine stood on the platform, watching the train disappear from sight, the faint smile on his face completely faded, leaving only solemnity and gravity.
Once the negotiations break down, Nesanel will undoubtedly stir up a major battle within the All Secrets Order. If they succeed in decapitating and survive, that would be the best outcome. But if the decapitation fails, or if both sides perish, then the All Secrets Order will surely launch an attack on the Forty-Sixth Outpost immediately.
At that time, this place will become a true war fortress. Heine needs to lead his subordinates and the subsequent reinforcement of mortal troops to hold the position, persevering until the Order Bureau's reinforcements arrive.
"I really hope it doesn't come to this," Heine murmured.
