Laeron, Zindi, Matteus, and Ameron still hadn't left. How could they, they were waiting for a proper opportunity.

The truth was that although Laeron's plan was excellent, executing it would be far more difficult. It wasn't as though they could just plop a bunch of novels and movies in front of King Arthur and expect him to read and watch them all.

Whether he even would was one matter, but by the time he did it would probably already be too late. Who cared if Arthur threw a fit after Camelot had already been assimilated by The Empire? By then, they could just send someone to kill him with ease and it wouldn't matter in the slightest.

"… Our best bet is most definitely an illusion specialist. It will be difficult finding one strong enough to cause him to fall, and even more expensive, but it will be worth it. It's the most seamless option we have."

The four of them seemed to all agree with this.

King Arthur's strength was something they looked down upon initially, until they were in the same room as the man. They couldn't deny the pressure he placed on them, it was undeniable.

"Not a bad plan."

The four were stunned. If these word had been spoken by one of them, it would be fine. The issue was that it most definitely hadn't been. And, to make things worse, they recognized the voice it was spoken by as well.

Leonel slowly walked out of the forest, causing the four to be shaken. How had they not heard his approach until just now? That was impossible.

Ameron's gaze narrowed, his golden eyes piercing toward Leonel.

Unfortunately, before they could focus too much on Leonel, another, much louder set a footsteps caught their attention. They spun around, only to find Aina walking forward with a great sword dragging in her hands across the forest floor. Compared to the flustered girl she had been just a while prior, her current cold expression seemed worlds apart.

"Yip! Yip!"

dashed along the tree branches,

what do you think you're

could no longer hold back his temper. Leonel had already infuriated him enough once, but this blatant

understand what you're doing, kid?" Zindi cut in,

"Enlighten me."

enraged toward Leonel's response. They didn't want to have to explain themselves to a child, and it seemed even more pathetic to do so. Those who had strength didn't need to speak, they could just do. They didn't have

almost pouted

he was looking forward to learning more about these hidden families. Other than seeing their hair color, he

family's Lineage Factor thanks to Aina. But,

Leonel shook his head.

give you four

option is to surrender. Allow us to escort you to a holding cell within Camelot until negotiations

to battle. Should you do this, however,

any flowery words of encouragement or any coercion in the slightest. He simply laid out the facts as

were facing two opponents who had already stepped into the Fourth Dimension. Not only had Aina done so, but the little mink had done so as well. On top of that, there was Leonel whose

them… they simply

simply by observing

Dimension. Because he didn't have the latter portions of [Dimensional Cleanse], he was flying in the dark about how the power systems

that the combination of Aina and the little mink was more than enough to deal with this golden haired man. As for the other three…

choice will

brandished his bow, his

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