"Leader, why didn't we get rid of them?" A girl training behind asked as the group started to return from their makeshift camp, around one hundred fifty to two hundred meters away from the large cave, the Class 342's temporary abode.
"It seems you haven't sensed the others hiding in the surroundings, huh? Having a better weapon, though increases the chance of winning against an opponent, but doesn't necessarily guarantee winning the war, you see.
"Also, we need to prepare for the Blood Moon. Thanks to Young Master Redenhart of Alexander Household, who has experienced the Blood Moon Purge, we know what to expect. We cannot afford to lose manpower even by a fraction."
"Marcus' deduction makes sense, Gwendelyn. Stop rushing things. Won't it be better to have the entire Class 342 think they've already won by letting them complete the objectives and then plunder them again, leaving them with nothing but tears?"
