In the dead of night, in a remote corner of Icefield Town, several figures gathered, discussing something in low voices.
"The Landing Site is heavily fortified. The perimeter alone has numerous soldiers and multiple layers of checkpoints. It won't be easy for us to get close."
"It seems sneaking into the Landing Site the way we snuck into this country is impossible."
"So what do we do? Force our way through the checkpoints?"
"On our own, we probably don't have the strength."
"If we had support from a Bishop, maybe..."
"The Bishops have to guard against retaliation from the Soloma Heresy. Their responsibilities are too great, they can't be spared. We can only rely on ourselves."
"Perhaps we could try using the other people in this town."
"That's a good idea, indeed."
After a brief discussion, the figures departed.
After they left, a lone figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
Shangyuan Zi watched them leave, her gaze cold.
