Chapitre 182: 27.1 Fighting Retreat

202 F.Y.

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Still holding my position, I could only watched as the newly dubbed Herr Inferno simply laughed at Mathilde's reasoning, a ball of flame slowly materializing in his palm as he deigned to address us. "I do, but I expected more from the so-called Rouge of the Rebellion," Herr Inferno scoffed. "In fact, I expected more from you as well, Dame Kosmisch."

Not wanting to butt in on this conversation, I elected to scoot ever so closer towards our opponent while Mathilde continued the discourse.

"I am only following the logical conclusion to further this Empire."

"As am I. But we've been having this discussion for years," the enemy Primzahl shook his head in what I could only tell as disappointment. "You were supposed to be my superior, and yet you cannot see beyond your fixations."