Late at night, Fire Oil City.
Monroe and Ivina, following divine guidance, secretly arrived at the courtyard of a civilian residence, prepared to coordinate with the Holy Maiden's actions to rescue Judgement Chief Joshua and to internally sabotage this city of magic!
Like them, covert operatives from the church had gathered here, totaling one hundred fifteen people.
"Cynthia?"
Monroe recognized the Holy Maiden at a glance.
At the Wizard College, he had seen Cynthia several times but had never imagined that she would be the newly appointed Holy Maiden of the church.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the Empire is now at its most perilous moment!" Cynthia's voice was not loud, but it accurately reached everyone's ears present.
