The Hero King, Reincarnate to Master the Art of War

“““Eh—?”””

For a brief moment, Rafinha, Eris, and Ripple were at a loss, unable to comprehend what had just transpired—— Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novęlfire.net

Their gaze fixed on the fallen form of Raphael, his eyes rolled back.

"Forgive me, big brother Rafa… We don't have much time for explanations——"

Inglis bowed deeply to the unconscious Raphael. To incapacitate someone as resilient as Raphael, she had to ensure he was completely defenseless. And if that meant resorting to a honey trap, so be it. In fact, she had unwittingly already set the trap in motion, her idea forming in an instant.

‘This is a bit embarrassing, in more ways than one,’ Inglis thought to herself, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"W-Wha-, wh-, w-, w-, whawhahwa— WHAT HAVE YOU DOOONNEEEE?!!!"

Among the three, Eris was the first to regain her composure, but she was more flustered than Inglis had ever seen her before. For someone who was usually composed and reserved, Eris was so overwhelmed that her shrieks were barely audible.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND OUR SITUATION?!! WHO WILL LEAD US AND DEFEAT THE PRISMA WITHOUT RAPHAEL?!! AAAAHHHHH……!! It's— ARGH!! WHAT DO WE DO NOW?!!"