“Are you serious, Your Highness?”
Seongjin tilted his head at Luise, watching her face twist in confusion. Why not? If he could take control of the enemy’s subordinates, shouldn’t that be the first approach? Better yet, if he could make the Lycanthrope Lord his subordinate, they could not only discover the enemy’s plans but might even be able to stop them altogether.
“I don’t think it’s that simple.”
Realizing that Seongjin meant it, Luise looked down the cliff with a troubled expression.
“First of all, those Lycanthropes likely don’t know what they’re doing. If they were in their right mind, they wouldn’t be throwing themselves off the cliff repeatedly like that. I can sense it from here—their consciousness is almost gone. Even if you tried making one a subordinate, I doubt we’d learn anything useful. And besides…”
Her eyes turned to the Lycanthrope Lord.
Bigger than the others, this imposing Lycanthrope had red fur and an ominous necklace hanging from its neck.
“As for that ‘Lord,’ there’s something unsettling about it. Outwardly, it seems like it’s controlling the other Lycanthropes, but I can’t shake the feeling that there’s something more behind it.”
“Something more?” Seongjin asked.
“Yes. I can’t feel a real will or intent coming from…