"Chief, are you playing cards?"
"Ah yes, Erin, do you want to play a few rounds?"
"Sure. I haven't played cards with the Chief in a long time. What are we playing? Three-person aristocrat fight?"
"That'll work."
"..."
In the Flood Gang's back storage room.
Not only Noah Wright but also Erin, the Chief Intelligence Officer, sat casually around the table, leisurely playing poker.
Leonard Churchill didn't know why, but as they chatted, the three of them had started playing cards again.
The atmosphere, which was very tense just a moment ago, had now completely dissipated.
It was like a small ripple caused by a pebble thrown into the water, quickly settling down.
But playing cards was as good a pastime as any, and their conversation was still about the previous matters.
"War abroad inevitably centralizes power. Federal Parliament is going to be lively now."
