'There's someone brilliant among them. He saw through my plans.'
Zenkiel was now certain of it.
Even though they had done their best to ensure that the Humans and Elves would be too occupied with their simultaneous problems to form an Alliance, that objective had been thwarted.
That was when things started spiraling downhill.
After the Western Border of the Humans, and the Eastern Border of the Elves were completely purged of their Demon Beasts, the two Races must have made contact.
Still, Zenkiel had wanted to believe that it had all been a coincidence.
After the recently failed probe, though, he received his answer.
"They have a brilliant strategist. He saw through those attacks, didn't he? The problem is, how exactly was he able to predict my moves?"
Zenkiel hadn't even expected Teleportation Magic to be at work. That meant the Elves had advanced in Magic more than he had previously surmised.
