The Traitor's Disciple (8)

Deep in the heart of the Mirage Clan’s stronghold.

With the Three Warriors seated around a round table, a crystal orb at its center hummed, and a grotesquely distorted voice echoed through the small room.

[The kingdom has begun to move.]

“They’re quick.”

The woman wearing a stone mask spoke. Over the past two weeks, she’d discarded the mask that had been broken last time and made herself a new one.

“Of course they’re quick. The kingdom’s greatest treasure was stolen. It’d be strange if they didn’t move fast.”

A hulking man wearing a stone mask spoke. Genjo was the only one of the Three Warriors not wearing one.

Or, to be precise, he hadn’t been granted the ‘right’ to wear a stone mask.

“…What are you planning to do?”

Genjo spoke up. Though he hadn’t been granted the right to wear a stone mask, he was still the lowest-ranking of the Three Warriors representing the Mirage Clan...