“The event will take place on the day that the Pope is scheduled to give his speech. If you can, try to avoid guarding and escorting duties since you all might also be affected.”

“I will bear that in mind. Even if things go wrong and we are put in charge of guarding the dragon itself, proceed with the plan. We will take care of things on our own end.”

“I understand.”

“Then, why don’t we separate if we’re done talking?”

Piros watched Wesker get up and said firmly, “Keep in mind that the success of this plan depends on whether or not you do a good job from now on.”

“Don’t worry about that.” Wesker turned around to leave the house.

“Wait!” Piros called out to him again.

“What is it this time?”

“Is the dragon slayer Zich, perhaps, already here?”

Wesker recalled his recent meeting with Zich and replied, “Yes.”

“Be extra careful with him. According to my sources, he’s incredibly sharp-witted and scheming. He could catch onto our plan.”

“…You think very highly of that man.”

“He is the biggest figure behind the dragon and the Bellids’ annihilation. I can’t help but evaluate him highly.”

“I will remember that,” Wesker said and finally left the house.

‘Things are going well.’ Wesker felt...