Abraham coughed and decided to turned the attention of their subject matter back to Operation Aversatrix Mortem. After all, he didn't want them to be remained in what he had said to the first lieutenant. It wouldn't do good for him, especially with the dragoness by his side.
"Returning back to the operation. How did you manage to dispose the enslaved assassin of the Argentum Clan, first lieutenant?" He was curious as to how they assassinated the assassin. It would be an interesting story to here.
Mercedes's eyebrows was hesitant at first, but with the flickering determination in her heart. She felt compelled to utter the truth, however largely because of the words he had said to her. It made her feel an emotion she hadn't felt before.
'This is a problem.' Laplace squinted her eyes as even though her slightly dense lover wouldn't be able to perceive it. Her unique and sensitive perception could see it clearly. It was the face of a somewhat lovestruck girl.