“Eldar, do you think he can win this war?”

The one who asked the question was Lunda, who had contacted Eldar out of the blue.

Lunda was dressed in her usual clothing that exposed her shoulders and legs. Against the backdrop of a snowy mountain in the north, she looked very cold.

Eldar noticed something unusual.

“You’re wearing glasses.”

“Huh? Oh, yes. I wanted to look more intellectual. What do you think? Do they do the trick?”

“What you just explained, can you tell that to Nebula as well?”

“...No.”

“...And you should know well why that is.”

Lunda took off the glasses and threw them behind her.

“Anyway, what do you think about the first question I asked?”

Eldar fell into a dilemma. It was hard for them to answer the question until they could confirm the situation in person, and it did sound like Lunda had been presenting things with her own opinions coloring her perspective. The same was true of Eldar, but there weren’t many cases where Lunda would talk to Eldar alone. Both of them were tied to Nebula, otherwise known as Sung-Woon.

‘Broadly speaking, we do both have a loose alliance with Nebula, but…’

Fundamentally speaking, there was a difference between them.

The reason Eldar got into a loose alliance with Sung-Woon in the first place was because Eldar...