“…Yes. Right.”
After a brief moment of thought, I admitted it through gut-wrenching pain.
It was true.
You couldn’t protect everything.
You couldn’t save everyone.
That was reality.
“Then what can we do?”
But did that mean we simply had to give up on everything?
I hated that.
There was still time and opportunity to try something, and I didn’t want to start painting nothing but despair already.
At the very least, that was the kind of person I was.
“Is there truly no way to reduce the casualties?”
So I pressed Commandment desperately.
Please.
Tell me Meister and Isarnkol can survive.
Tell me Frederick can survive too.
Her mineral-like eyes briefly shifted somewhere behind me before facing forward again.
“Kill that thing as quickly as possible.”
She elegantly tipped her chin.
The target of the gesture was obvious.
Thud.
Thud.
The approaching castle came back into view.
“Since the entire castle is moving, some of its installed functions must necessarily have stopped. In that case, from this moment onward, it is simply a contest over which side obtains what it desires first.”
…Fine.
Good.
So ultimately, the only things that had changed were the safety of this city and the time we had to enter.
What we needed to do was still the same, right?
Hell, because it had turned into a time attack—with other people’s lives on the line—the dungeon itself had even gotten somewhat easier?
Fuuuck.
This is a balance patch in exactly the form nobody asked for.
What a shitty update.
At least announce patches like this beforehand.
Don’t sneak them in like some goddamn stealth update.
“Good thing we built the entry cannon.”
“…Truly,…