The next morning, Leonel and Aina entered the Demon Empire's war room. Compared to the sweetness of the past day, the atmosphere was much tenser. In fact, even Mordred's playful attitude had completely vanished.
She sat upon a chair with a tall back, staring intently at a massive map before her. It detailed everything about Camelot and the Demon Empire even down to the smallest and most inconsequential rivers and hills.
Mordred was so lost in her own thoughts and worry that she didn't even notice the arrival of Leonel and Aina.
Others of her Empire might have been more enthusiastic about their odds, but Mordred had personally seen Leonel's memories, she knew exactly what kind of monster she was facing.
She never knew that it was possible to wield such power without magic or Internal Strength, but now she could no longer deny the possibility.
