With that reassurance, the lieutenant had no choice but to accept the plan, albeit reluctantly. He sat down again, though his discomfort was still evident.
Suddenly, Julius raised a question while casually munching on his pastry. "So, how exactly do we pull off this 'scare-off' plan in such a short time?"
Maverick furrowed his brow. "Scare-off plan?"
Julius, nonchalant, waved his pastry as he spoke. "Well, aren't we just chasing them off like cats scaring away mice?"
Wolfgang, sitting across from him, nodded in agreement. "So, it's just some kind of game, right? We let them run off and report back, as we wait for their boss to come and defeat him."
Maverick sighed, slapping his forehead in disbelief. Their quick, overly simplified summary of his plan amazed him, though their casual attitude left him speechless. Couldn't these two take the situation more seriously?
