Looking at Boldy 7's appearance, Amiel 3 snorted coldly, but did not persist further.
Although somewhat jealous of his friend's intelligence, Amiel 3 knew what his strengths were.
Moreover, he could be put to use very soon.
After all, a properly scheduled 'attacker' is essential.
Losa 11, seeing his three subordinates leaving, stood there dumbfounded.
Did I not make myself clear?
He questioned himself.
Then, he immediately confirmed he had indeed made himself clear.
It was Simpson 2 who misunderstood.
Losa 11 wanted to call Simpson 2 back to explain right away.
But in the end, he gave up.
As it didn't match the Master's typical style of acting.
Will the Master 'erase' me?
I didn't do it on purpose!
Right when Losa 11 was on the verge of tears, he saw Jason, Hera 10, and Galen—Simpson 2 and his group went down the adjacent elevator, while Jason's group came out from the elevator next to it; the two groups did not meet, but the conversation of Simpson 2's group outside was clearly audible to Jason.
And seeing Losa 11's eyes, Jason roughly guessed what Losa 11 was worried about.
"Could you give me and Jason a moment alone?"
Losa 11 asked Hera 10 with a smile.
Although Hera 10 was essentially a captive, by the time Losa 11 sobered up from his hangover, he felt something different from Hera 10 toward Jason— based on instincts honed since he was fifteen, wandering through various scenarios.
The 'confession' after breakfast on the rooftop further confirmed this for Losa 11.
Therefore, Losa 11 was quite polite to Hera 10.
Even, one could say, treated her as one of his own.
Hera 10 was as decisive as ever, nodding before walking outside.
Hera 10 was aware of her own status.
Losa 11's politeness was for Jason.
And she would definitely not let Jason feel embarrassed.
Being a female warrior, she must always protect her lover's dignity.
This is also a motto of the 'Hera Family.'
Her mother has led by example.
Galen also consciously stepped out.
Once sure that no one else was around, Losa 11 immediately rushed over and hugged Jason's legs.
"Don't worry, it's all within his expectation, it's fine."
Jason calmly responded.
"Is this also in his expectation?"
"Indeed, the Master!"
Losa 11 was stunned for a moment but soon accepted the reality that the Master knew 'everything.'
He patted his knees and stood up when suddenly—
Explosions echoed from the night sky overhead.
But exceedingly clear.
The sound was like fireworks.
Looking up, it resembled falling meteors.
Or as if stars had suddenly lost their glow, plunging into silence.
A star had been extinguished.
But many more stars appeared.
The explosions were continuous.
Losa 11 looked up at the night sky, which seemed close yet unimaginably far, watching these appearing and falling stars, well aware that these seemingly stars were actually war fleets of the 'Hundred Major Families', their shimmer was the energy shields of the warships flashing as they bombarded each other.
The shining ones survive.
The extinguished, die.
The most direct and also the cruelest method.
Victors gain everything.
Losers lose everything.
Under the barrage, everything turns to ashes.
Just in that moment, probably more than ten thousand people died!
And in the coming days, more will follow suit!
Thinking this, this eleventh in line of the 'Losa Family' couldn't help but softly mutter.
"May you rest in peace."