"…After the civil war, the Tasan Party kept growing its power, yet Gammon quit his position as the Führer for his own reason, remaining as the gardener of the Theater."

"Actually you could just ignore that part…please."

"Finding no sign of him, Nemesis announced your death, before she inherited the position. In 993, an invasion to the Republic of Lucifenia has been ordered. Elphegort got herself expelled from the USE as a result. She still managed to take over Lucifenia, then formed alliances with Beelzenia and Jakoku…"

"It is perfectly fine if you cannot memorize the whole process, Mr. Kyle." Lich said with a smirk.

"No wait, I think I got it…What's the neutral country again?"

"Maistia." Director answered.

"Right, even Maistia declared her support towards the member nations of USE. Currently it is Jakoku fighting against Maistia, and Elphegort against Levianta and Marlon, the other two USE nations. Done."

"See, told you he can do this." Director smiled delightedly, while Allen and Sickle clapped, and Gammon replied her with a gratified smile.

"All my effort is rewarded…You teach someone, Director."

"You're exaggerating; these are just events in the current years."

"But nonetheless, you've used what you learned."

"So that's a good thing?"

"Yep, it is."

As soon as the conversation ended, Kyle went to some bushes, said:" Hide."

"Hide?" Allen was confused, until he saw him pointing at the beach in front. A woman, with hair in deep green, was strolling along the coastline. She wore in black: a vest and a long skirt, with an opening that exposed her left leg. Everyone couldn't see her face, as she had her attention to the horizon; However expect Kyle, the whole crew knew exactly who she was.

"No way…"

"What a coincidence…"

Kyle looked up to Director. "You said 'coincidence, could that means, she is…"

Nemesis Sudou? The president of Elphegort, and also our target?!

Three people nodded: a forceful nod from Gammon and Director, and a light one from Lich.

Before his was able to respond, he saw Nemesis turned her head a bit to her right, showing a brief moment of not only the scar at her temple, but also her hidden beauty. Not long after, she turned back, rubbing her eyes.

It was at that tiny moment when she showed her face did he get stunned.

He felt shock, grief crushed his brain, his heart also tingled in enrapturement from unknown reasons.

That person…she…

Is that love at first sight? No, it's similar, but not to this extent. Yet what's with this confusing captivation? What's the meaning hiding behind this heart-wrenching sadness?

I want to get closer, maybe there will be answers. I want her to…

"Get down! Stop your suicide attempt!"

Kyle realized, that he had just stood up, and about to walk towards Nemesis, before Gammon pulled him back in time.

However, the sound they made alerted her as she pulled her gun, staring at the bushes.

Director started to communicate with sign language:

"Ask if Sickle can spare us some enchantment of invisibility?"

Though unexpected, it is reasonable, that Sickle made his sign language proficiently.

"I can, but she's staring us with caution, so she will likely hear the noises we made."

Gammon joined them too: "I have an idea, if we succeed, we'll even have a higher chance of stealing the key. It'll be better if someone was injured."

"What?!"

"Relax, Director. It'll just be a small cut. All I need is Lich or Sickle."

"I'll do it." Sickle smirked, "In fact, you don't even need a minor injury. I always recover quickly and marvelously, right? Allen?"

"It's true, but still-"

"Ok, we're good."

…

…

"…..I know you're here, whoever it is. Come out." Nemesis's irritated voice can be heard.

Nothing happened, not even after her threat.

Maybe it's just an animal?

She moved forward. While her right finger still on the trigger, the left hand push aside the leaves with force.

Astonished, she dropped her revolver; it softly bumped into the sand.

"Please…have mercy…"

The former president of Elphegort was supporting a man with a thin person, who had white hair and abnormally pale skin. The man was pressing his bleeding stomach, while a boy trying to composed himself, ready to pull out his sword.

"Gammon…"

"Hey, Führer Sudou…Mind a helping hand? Lead the way, would you? We barely made our way alive, and it seemed the routes have changed magically…..."

"We're safe?"

"All the pursuers had been finished off."

"Then let's give him first aid, any clean fabric?"

"Nemesis, this might not be the whole crew."

"Are you sure?"

"Not really. I might be wrong, but there seems to be a barrier behind them. Seems like someone is hiding something…Be careful."

"We'll observe. Right now, take care of the patient first."