On the borders of the Slovell Kingdom, the armies of the Alliance and the Holy Order of Light gathered.
"If Ahriman doesn't show up, this battle is as good as ours," the Headmaster of Hestia Academy, Byron, said with a solemn look on his face.
"Well, I don't really mind if he shows up," the Pope commented. "If he does then we will just retreat. He can't conjure an avatar whenever he wants because it will weaken him, and further delay his freedom."
"You really treat the army of the alliance as cannon fodder, don't you?"
"Of course not. We exist for the greater good. That has been our purpose since the Holy Order of Light was founded thousands of years ago."
Byron gave the Pope a side-long glance before sighing internally. Although the Pope didn't want to admit it, everyone could tell what she was planning. Even so, the leaders of the Alliance chose to turn a blind eye to it.
