“Old man… how many countries have agreed by now?”
“I would say about half.”
“Damn it, half of them still believe they can win even now…?”
“Most of the small countries have joined in. I believe the large countries with powerful militaries would be more stubborn, however.”
“Well, ours is as well, isn’t it? Anyway, you’re certain the hardliners in the army haven’t found out about this?”
“I… would not say they absolutely haven’t, though I do believe they are currently much too occupied for that.”
“At any rate, we don’t have much time. Continue with the plan.”
“Understood.”
The presence of a person vanished from the hidden room. The man remaining behind leaned deeply back on his chair. He sighed, whispering a name.
“…Shedy.”