After the physical examination in name only, Cicernias climb to the top floor.
　The door with a certain severity. This time, everyone felt a more somber atmosphere.

　The door at the far end of the corridor exudes a heavy pressure that repels those who come.
　Letty was the first to notice, but despite her concerns, Cisernia walked resolutely forward.

　Unaccountably, the experience of coming with Ars before must have been useful. There was already no time to discuss it. We have gathered only the material of information and have not even been able to organize it.

　Even so, she must strain her eyes and make a precise decision. Whatever the content will be, he must think and respond to her immediately.
　Does this mean that you have decided on that resolve?

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them. But he was equally worried about Cicernias, and his soft eyes were focused on his narrow shoulders.

　Only the footsteps of three people echoed in the hallway. One by one, they were stopped in turn.
　Letty sent a confirming eye contact and nodded lightly before bringing her hand along the handle. As soon as the door opened, an air current formed as the air switched with the room.

　A white light leaked out, and Cicernias squinted and looked ahead as it swung open.

　As she had expected, the room was filled with Cicernias -- each country except for the Alpha -- with a goose chase.

　--I'm sure there's a connection at the end.

'Oh, I'm sure you didn't get the time wrong.
Just so.

　The one who released such a heavy, trembling voice from the depths of his belly was Iberis Ex-Head Haorg. He crossed his thick arms, as if he was training his stern face on a daily basis, and fixed his gaze straight at me.
　In the background, a man with long hair and closed eyelids, as if in meditation, wears a long sword. It was Vaget Oragoram, the second in line.

'We're all here now, then, Lord Cicerunia, please be seated.

　The oldest head of Halkapudia, Huron Isis Yahn Halkapudia, urged mildly with a rusty voice that sounded snatched.

　Looking around the room, the heads of state, as well as the single wizard, were all present. Naturally, Lithia and Jean were included. In Barmes, some of the faces from previous meetings were tentatively present.

　But on this occasion, Beric was the only governor.

　Cisernia's seat was at the far end.
　He turns regularly around the huge round table, receiving glances. Next to the seat is Lithia, and behind her is Jean, upright and immobile with his arms crossed behind his back and nowhere to be included.
　He was a single mage for the most part, though his gaze and his former neck were also there.
　Letty was more uncomfortable than ever as she accompanied him as he guessed at his intentions.
　Crack - snapping her fingers, Letty stopped and turned around.

''What on earth do you mean by that!

　A low, stifling voice, something you don't usually hear from Letty on a regular basis, was uttered.
　A tingling, skin-burning change in the air. I couldn't see it from Jean, who was turning his back, but a pressure that resembled hostility from all the single mages in the room was directed at Cisernia, Letty and Beric.

　It wasn't so much killing intent; having AWR was also of limited use if one thought about it carefully.

　Not all of them have their eyes on Cicernia. To put it more finely, they are all watching their every move. It's not an easy thing to watch them.
　They convey a willingness to move at any time. It was clear that it was an intimidation, a check on the head of the head of the company, that they were pointing their weapons at him.

　The most obvious was the eighth, Garginis. However, not only him, but the single mages here felt the need to do so. The point is a warning.

'Stand your ground, Letty Kultunka.

　He is on the opposite side of the table from Letty and the others, propping his elbows on the desk, and his condescendingly colored twin eyes make his voice tense enough to make you understand the difference between up and down.

'Rafcenal, s-sama...', Letty, who was snapped out of her element, still tries to spit out, 'But this is against Sisernia-sama...'

It's a good thing that you're not the only one. You will not be the one to stop me from taking the exit. Don't you understand, it's not worth listening to. Look at the damage done in Rusalka, and don't think that a small country full of traitors is equal to it.

　Gillian Letty stared unintentionally. There was no reason to be told this much with that level of resignation. Most importantly, none of the Alphas, together with Letty, thought that Ars was a criminal.

''Hee!

　He stepped forward to protect Rafcenal, who clattered in his chair. A soft, taut smile. Through the lenses of his glasses, I could see the emotion of reluctance.

''Excuse me, I'll consider any further action to be hostile.
'That's enough!　Rafcenal-dono, you can't blame Cicernian-dono for that. And moreover, you talk too much with a bad country!

　The words of admonition were at the same time heartbreaking to Cicerunia. He thought he was prepared to accept the slander of incompetence, but the advocacy that came from his earbuds as words was accompanied by an implied pain.
　There was a silence in Haorg's taut voice.

　But he doesn't get away with letting it be included out of his mouth.

''Of course, I'll have to ask Lord Cicerunia to show me his sincerity.

　Inwardly, Cisernia felt the opening of the war coldly cut off. And she also knew that the mouths had already been aligned to some extent before she arrived.

　As if to encourage Haorg's words, a metallic sound tapped lightly on the floor behind him as he was pulled back to consciousness with a click.
　Vaget made the sound on purpose in order to draw his attention back to himself.

'Leti Kultunka, you brought the AWR to protect your country's head of state, too. Don't let me pull it out. I've already made room for a single. There's no point in wasting your time. I'm not alone in this place, you know.

　Letty was a little too hot to accept the tranquility. It's hard to understand the logic behind it to make it seem more vague than anything else.

'You're mistaken, that's it. It's not some obscure reason to protect it. It's because I can protect you, that's why I brought the AWR.

　Strong. Even though he knew that, Letty had to say that. Everyone could see that this flow was bad. It's clear that she's trying to be a listening body as Rafcenal uttered it.
　Even Letty, as expected, wouldn't be able to create even a moment's opening against five single magicians.

　First of all, even if they could buy time even if they were able to make a first move when there were Fanon Troopers in perfect condition, they wouldn't even be able to buy time - if it's [Inviolable] as rumored, there's no way to beat them.

　Letty confirmed that everyone had brought their own AWR immediately after entering the room. As expected, there would be no parasols indoors. And moreover, I don't want to think of that silvery umbrella as a parasol.

　It was the blonde man in front of me that calmed such a flurry of air.

''Stop, Letty, we can't even go forward with this. Nothing has been decided yet, and it hasn't even begun.''
You're the one who says that, aren't you?
'It means we're not underestimating the problem (...) either. I've been good friends with Ars, you know.
Looks like you're getting it wrong.
You tell me that?

　Jean jokes with a wry smile. But, without a doubt, the atmosphere of the place has calmed down for a moment.

'Letty, Jean's right. We haven't even arrived yet.

　Cisernia turns around and gives Jean a grateful glance. Her words now gave her a general idea of what to expect.
　I don't know if Jean's words that won Letty over were intended, but they were giving Cisernia a hint.

　In that respect, Letty was making him cringe, but he was inwardly praising her for a "nice assist".
　Letty hurriedly chased after Cicernias, who began to walk to their seats.

　-- "problem", "disregard", though I'd like to think that Lithia-san didn't instruct her to do so, as expected.

　Cicernia didn't remonstrate with Letty's actions, but put all her energy into understanding the situation. In conclusion, I guess the direction has already been mostly decided here. At least they are unifying their intentions - except for one country, which is really the case.
　This means that only Rusalka still sees the indiscriminate terrorist attacks allegedly committed by Ars as a problem.

　Nothing has been solved. A problem that is not visible. Plus "disregard". This is a clear distinction from other countries that simply see only the surface of what Ars allegedly caused. More to the point, it's almost the exact opposite.
　The fact that the country concerned, Rusalka, has arrived at this way of thinking.

　-- I'm almost certain that Rusalka is in possession of something, after all.

　The hand was coming into view and Cisernia sat shallowly in her chair and straightened her posture.

'Then let's start discussing the details of the attack on Rusarka by Ars Regin, the report, and even the countermeasures on the agenda to decide on a measure.

　Looking over the faces of all of them, Huron stood up to represent them and raised his voice.