"That girl got help."
Solder got right to the point. "When she disappeared from the battlefield and her fate was unknown."
At the Imperial Conference, some confusion was cleared up but more questions followed.
"Help?"
The Minister of Trade, Viscount Kenney chuckled mockingly. "Was it the Great Dragon then?"
Thales flashed back to when the disheveled and dopey Little Rascal sat in the ruins, face to face with the enormous and elegant head of the dragon.
But Viscount Kenney soon realized that no one found his joke funny.
On the contrary, the expression of the ever-cheery Duke Cullen froze, and the Chief of Finance, Kirkirk Mann looked terrible.
The Minister of Agriculture, Krapen roused from his drowsy state and his eyes were wide with shock. Stylia Nydis, who had kept silent all this while, lowered his head contemplatively.
