| 080 | Diplomatic Retreat?

"What the-" Theodore uttered in shock as he watched metallic warships rise from the boundless lines of the vast horizon. It appears that the so-called United Navy was of greater threat than they had previously imagined.

"War Master, what should we do?" One of the Magus beside him inquired as they needed someone to lead them with their captain completely unconscious on the floor. 

"How's Captain Stolz?" Theodore asked since the captain of the Everlasting Sun or the supreme commander of Principatus Humanum must not die.

A Magus who was taking care of the unconscious captain calmly replied to the War Master.

"The captain is not dead, War Master Theodore. It seems that the dragoness didn't kill him, but I doubt there would be no consequences for what she had done."

Hearing the words of the Magus, Theodore furrowed his eyebrows as the situation was far from good. Their commanding officer was out, which meant that he was the next.