The hall was as quiet as if a pin had dropped.
The air in the corridor congealed.
'Fort Swallow' has fallen?!
Everyone was rooted to the spot, dumbfounded.
Especially little Reed!
After having completed a full military plan, the 'Fort Swallow' he was relying on had suddenly collapsed.
What kind of joke was this?
I haven't even started, and I'm already getting slapped in the face by the enemy's Flying Dragon riders?
For a moment, even with Reed's temperament, he found it hard to remain calm.
"What happened?"
The personal attendant asked.
However, he did not forget the passphrase.
In the corridor, General Anno, Chief of Staff Sidlin, Security Chief Bofute, and Deputy Director Gulate all walked in quickly with serious expressions, all staring at the signalman.
"Spareribs, barbecued pork, meatballs."
