Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Heavenly Pact.
"W—White Angel! Please reconsider!"
Several men had cast aside all pride, bowing low to the ground until their foreheads kissed the floor.
Claire shook her head.
"Thank you for your acknowledgement. However, my decision stands firm. From this point forward, I will be a member of the Indomitable Alliance."
While Claire was a renowned soldier, she lacked any familial ties to the higher-ups, making her departure process smoother than Victoria's.
"S—Sir Bryce!"
The men shifted their gazes to the old man.
"Please! Talk her out of this. Think about how much time you two have spent in our faction!"
The old man stroked his overgrown beard joyfully.
"It's precisely because we've spent so much time here that change is needed... I'm sure the higher-ups will understand."
With those parting words, the two departed, now officially part of Michael's faction.
"We're going to lose so much face…" They exhaled in dejection.
