"Do you know the purpose of strategy, Lord Sapphire?"
Ansel asked leisurely.
"...To compensate for a lack of strength," the Duke of Sapphire exhaled slowly and replied in a deep voice.
"Correct."
Bang!
The deafening gunshot and Ansel's answer rang out simultaneously. The blaze and destruction spewed from the muzzle of Gleipnir instantly covered the shield with a web of cracks. Although the cracks vanished in an instant, the Duke of Sapphire's drastically changed expression indicated his situation was now quite precarious.
"Because you answered correctly, I used a relatively ordinary bullet."
Ansel explained considerately. "Now, the next question—Lord Sapphire, do you think I cannot see through your strategy?"
"...Please forgive our clumsy performance."
Edward Sapphire bowed deeply. "We are willing to pay for this foolishness, Lord Hydral."
