'After all, when it came to development, how could Rock Fortress possibly compare to him, to Lynch?'
But now, it seemed this "tacit understanding" was about to end.
"Alright, I understand. Let's head back to the garrison first." Lynch's brow smoothed as he spoke calmly. "It's about time for lunch anyway. We can talk while we eat."
Amadis and Avril exchanged a glance, their relaxed expressions vanishing as they followed.
Inside the garrison's dining hall, a lavish lunch was already laid out on a long table.
Catherine, Ophelia, Lilith, and the attendant Priest apprentice, Conrad, had already been notified and were present.
Catherine was still in her suit of bright silver Armor, though she wasn't wearing her helmet. Her long, golden hair was tied back. When she saw Lynch enter, she merely shot him a cold glance.
But upon seeing Amadis, her pupils contracted slightly. She let out an almost imperceptible snort, her aura growing even colder and more aloof.
