Every Man for Himself (7)

Before we knew it, the day of the operation had arrived.

If I claimed I wasn't anxious, it would be a carefully crafted facade, nothing but shallow bravado.

I spent the time with half anticipation and half impatience.

It had only been a few days, but that was more than enough time to make anyone restless.

“……Hoo.”

The main reason I felt that way was that we were running out of time.

The situation was already urgent, and we had to move in time with the First Prince's march.

My heart was racing, but no opportunity presented itself. What could I do?

Besides, we couldn't come up with anything better than Leon's plan.

Even Azazel, who'd checked the destination herself, could only marvel at how heavily it was guarded...