Milfa

The next day.

The three captains gathered in the meeting tent. Noel was fortunately invited as well. His insight was extremely useful after all.

Septa had a grim expression the whole time. It seemed that there was a huge problem coming their way.

He looked at them for a while to the point Clara couldn't help but ask with an annoyed face. "What's wrong, Septa? You surely don't gather us like this for no reason, right? Looking at your equipment, it seems you're about to leave. Is that all?"

"No…" Septa shook his head helplessly. "I have received a reply from the Headquarters to immediately investigate the Plant Lord. But there is something more…"

"It seems that the Headquarters is sending a troubling reinforcement to replace me…" Septa sighed.

"Huh? Isn't the reinforcement supposed to be the mad wolf Urza? Although he is a rough bunch, he is not that troublesome to deal with." Clara frowned, feeling something bad.