"C—COMPROMISED?!"
The leaders were all stunned by my words, but I remained calm.
"Yeah. Even now, one of us here could be an enemy." My eyes scoured the room and I saw the faces of everyone watching me.
"Oi, are you serious?"
"How is that even…?"
"Aren't you going a bit too far?"
"We've known each other for…"
Blah. Blah. Blah.
They rambled on and on, and I let them.
Ever since I entered this room, I had felt that something was off.
Of course, asking Cephas who was in charge of setting up the place could instantly rouse the suspicion of the enemy, so I ignored it.
Instead, by allowing them all to introduce themselves, I figured out who did what and their additional assignments.
By narrowing down the list, I had arrived at my conclusion even before the Envoy Leader arrived.
"It's you." I smiled, focusing my gaze on a lanky man who was in charge of squadron three—handling auxiliary activities and maintenance of the Fort.
