Being Clueless is the Problem

The Camelot warships and the imperial emissary ship landed at a docking bay located slightly away from the capital.

"Then let's arrange a way to end our mutual misunderstandings and resolve this situation through dialogue."

"Let's do that, Pastel. Please convey this to His Imperial Majesty the Emperor without any misunderstandings. A major conflict is not good for the future of the Empire."

Having concluded their deep discussions over the past few days, Pastel and Melissa calmly held a fake conversation right in the middle of the Docking Bay.

It was right in the middle where the Camelot soldiers and imperial officials were watching.

While doing so, the two also secretly whispered to each other.

"Please give my regards to our friends. Tell them I'm sorry for only sending news through letters without meeting face-to-face, and for asking for a troop deployment right when I need it."

Melissa looked embarrassed.

"You don't have to be sorry at all! In the first place, both Ellie and Alcier have major grievances against the Imperial Family right now. Since a friend is asking, they'll definitely grant that much."

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