At around two in the morning.
10 Downing Street.
In the main building.
In the conference room on the top floor.
The commander of Country Oxford, Philander, sat in the main seat and smoked a cigar with a gloomy expression.
On both sides of the conference table sat a group of high-ranking officials from Country Oxford.
Even Edward, the current King of Oxford, was there.
Not long ago.
Ferrand contacted all the higher-ups for a meeting and informed them of the attack on Buckingham Palace.
After learning about this, everyone was shocked.
Although Buckingham Palace had been attacked many times in the past, the attackers were quickly dealt with.
But tonight, they had sent out so many royal knights and even people from the Dark Judgement Team, but they had yet to get rid of the invaders.
Their expressions were gloomy and furious.
The attack on Buckingham Palace was a slap in the face.