Nikolai sat opposite Verda, with Zara to his right, leaning close enough to feel the cool touch of her pink flesh as she peeked at him with a soft gaze, as if worried. The atmosphere of the room changed after he checked the documents and accepted Verda's apology.
"Don't worry, I can see why you did it."
He glanced at Verda, who changed completely after their fight. No longer sharp like a cold blade, but soft and malleable like when he met her in the inn.
"I'm glad you can, my cute little niece might never forgive me."
"Aunt!" Zara scolded her aunt with a sharp glare.
"That's Captain to you."
"Hmph!"
When he read the documents, Nikolai learned a lot from the information—the power structure of the enemy and how Nosferatu structured their forces. In the past, he just jumped into the fire and fought like a fool.
'To think I have ignored such basic information.'
