When all tactics were dismissed one by one, and silence was about to engulf the conference hall...
A young voice echoed from the corner: "Why not try my method?"
Everyone turned their heads in unison.
The owner of the voice was a young man sitting in an inconspicuous corner.
He wore a simple dark gray military uniform, without any insignia of rank.
Only the Red Tide Territory badge on his cuff, known by few, indicated his identity.
"Louis?" A staff officer from the Cold Iron Legion whispered.
Duke Edmund's son-in-law, the young Viscount of the North.
"I have a kind of magic explosion device," Louis stood up slowly, his tone calm, "that can effectively damage the shell of the Nest. I've tried it several times in battle, and it works wonders on the Nest."
The air instantly filled with a subtle hesitation and... light laughter.
