The Three Fronts

Keeping her word, Jean decided to acknowledge and support Human involvement in the war effort, marching into the royal chambers alongside Amelia and delivering an ultimatum. King Roy was left with two simple options: support the Dragons, or lose both of his S-ranks.

I sighed, relieved that my mobilization to Imania had not been a waste of time. I had considered the possibility that my time here would be futile, but thankfully, Jean believed in demonstrations of strength.

"Are you going back?" asked Jean, Amelia following close beside her as both girls came to see me off.

"Yeah," I said, covering myself with a dark cloak. "I look forward to seeing both of you again on the battlefield."

Jean smiled.

"I'm sure we will, One."