“The schedule hasn’t been set yet, right?” Kathy asked.0

“Yes, but I think we’ll know soon. It hasn’t been officially announced yet, but based on the supplies and the atmosphere, it’s not hard to figure it out. It’s highly likely we’ll be leaving in two weeks—no, one week at the earliest,” I[1] answered.0

“This is a problem as well,” Kathy said.0

“Excuse me?” I asked.0

“I’m sure our commander is stressed since some are complaining that it’s too soon while others are complaining it’s not fast enough,” Kathy said.0

Kathy, also known as Arhendel’s Seductress, let out a particularly loud sigh. It felt like it was only yesterday when she was filled with doubts before the Saint Bell operation and was questioning the capabilities of the Saint of Flower and Fertility. 0

Now, she was a devoted follower who cared for the Saint of Flower and Fertility more than anyone else.0

“Don’t you agree? If they’re just going to sit back and tell us what to do, they should be in the commander's seat. Tactics, my ass. Those primitive fools were given access to tools for civilized people, and now, they’re telling us what to do. You’d think they were the commander, not the Genius Commander,”...0