While Gauss was checking on other unconscious "patients," President Monroe, who had disappeared for a while, walked up to him with heavy footsteps.
"Unfortunately, the worst-case scenario has happened."
Gauss glanced at the medical staff working nearby. He naturally understood the unspoken meaning behind the bearded president's words and guessed that he didn't want to pass this heavy burden onto the already busy Priests.
"Tonight?"
"Yes."
"News has already been sent back."
The two of them fell silent.
"Let's go outside first."
"Alright."
They stepped out of the tent.
The Demons were sounding their attack horns far sooner than either of them had anticipated. This further proved that the invisible "plague" spreading through the crowds was deliberately created by the enemy, aimed at coordinating with this full-frontal assault.
Outside the tent, several people who looked like Scouts were already waiting.
