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After returning from his secret meeting with Lyon, Leon immediately gathered his companions to begin a strategy meeting.
Every minute mattered. The situation was a deadlock, yet at last, there was a possible breakthrough.
Adela nodded after hearing the full explanation.
“A small, elite infiltration team, huh? Not a bad idea. Would’ve been better if we could bring more people, though.”
If there really was a limit to how many could enter, then targeting the barrier’s core was their only choice. Naturally, that infiltration team had to be made up of the strongest each faction could offer, which were their Masters. They would need to cut through the barrier magic, imperial guards, and whatever other monsters awaited inside the White Peak Palace.
Even Valter, who harbored ill feelings toward Lyon, couldn’t refuse. The Ferma army was already contributing the fewest members—just himself—and if he made excuses now, he’d not only lose face but bury it in the mud.
Elahan expressed her concern. “But are we sure seven people will be enough? The White Peak Palace is said to be the most impregnable fortress on the continent. Even if only half those rumors are true, you’d need at least ten Masters.”
With Leon, Lyon had shared everything about the White Peak Palace’s defense systems. Though he did not trust Valter, he trusted his old Academy classmate.
The defense system consisted of magic circles that tracked intruders in real time, weakening spells that drained the target’s physical strength and Aura, spatial magic that...
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