Just after four in the morning.
10 Downing Street.
Main Government Building.
Inside the top-floor meeting room.
Oxford Country Leader Ferland was seated at the head of the table, his face grim as he smoked a cigar.
On both sides of the conference table were seated the upper-level members of Oxford Country.
Even the current King of Oxford, Edward, was present.
Not long ago.
Ferland had contacted all the upper-level members for a meeting, informing them of the attack on Buckingham Palace.
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Although Buckingham Palace had been attacked several times before, the attackers were always quickly dealt with.
But tonight, despite deploying so many royal knights and even members of the Dark Judgment Group, the attackers had still not been neutralized.
They wore gloomy expressions, filled with anger.
An attack on Buckingham Palace was a slap in their face.
