"'Danger level none or low'... why do I feel like I can't really trust that?"
"Regardless of the danger, let's consider another point. Those mixed team members, whether they have C Level authority or not, their combat abilities are probably not far off from C Level, right?"
"With their strength, couldn't they represent the company to handle this task?"
Leaning back in his chair, Colin suddenly had an epiphany amid his doubts and realized the key issue at hand.
What was needed here was most likely not his strength, but his identity—the special identity of a "Flamebearer" reservist.
This status seemed to bear quite a few privileges within the company.
"Hmm, that makes sense, it should be like this. Otherwise, there's no need to insist on my involvement. After all, in terms of combat ability, even if I go all out, I might not be able to beat that elite squad."
Colin figured that the real motives behind the task were most likely as he suspected.
