Mileage Territory.
As time slipped by, darkness completely enveloped the land.
Camilla stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the meeting hall, her arms crossed.
Her beautiful eyes, veiled with an icy detachment, gazed down below.
"Madam—"
Luke hurried in from outside.
"President Luther and Gerald have successfully left."
"Good."
Camilla gave a slight nod, her delicate features hardening as her eyes grew even colder.
"Withdraw all our forces stationed outside the hospital.
Bring them inside."
No matter the circumstances, she refused to tolerate unnecessary sacrifices.
"Withdraw everyone?"
Luke frowned in confusion.
"But Madam, wouldn't that tip off the people outside that we've discovered?"
"Given the Luther Family's capabilities, it'd be more suspicious if we hadn't noticed them by now."
Camilla narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and spoke in a calm, measured tone.
"The bigger the commotion we make, the sooner they'll be forced to act."
