I opened my closed eyes. "How did it go?"

I sighed and scratched the back of my head at Caradoc’s question. "I failed."

I never thought I'd run into the Space Specialist there.

"Is that so? That was a pretty shoddy job you did, khmm! I thought it was a plan with a high chance of success."

"You also say whatever you want, huh?”

When I thought I might have given them too much leeway, Gwalchavad nodded, having acted as my guard while I controlled the dragon tooth soldier. "It seems we'll need to reconvene as a group and hand out some disciplining.”

Caradoc, Tristan, and the twins immediately grew pale. The twins had been throwing darts, using daggers in place of actual darts, when they heard Gwalchavad.

"Wait, wait a minute! I'll talk to Caradoc; anything but a group meeting!"

At Tristan's desperate words, Gwalchavad spoke with a gentle smile, "You're the biggest problem. Don't you act too candidly just because Master treats you charitably?"

Everyone blanched when they heard these firm words.

"Ma, Master! Save me!"

"I'll be obedient from now on, Crow Prince!"

"I won't complain, Crow Prince!"

In addition to these three, the already sickly-looking Caradoc had also grown paler.

"That's right, Commander-in-Chief! It's wartime...