"Five days have passed..." Marina paced back and forth in the encampment, "How long are we supposed to wait in this place?"
This envoy team is hopeless.
France is doomed!
She looked at the coachmen and guards... They were sitting on the grass, playing dice games, staring at those few shabby dice from morning till night!
She turned to look at Baron Milton on the other side, who had even brought tea-making tools, and was currently sharing tea-drinking tips with the diplomats, seemingly unconcerned about the leader's disappearance!
What about the witch group?
As long as Sarah has a chance to study alchemy, it doesn't matter where she stays.
The other two, rather than being apprentice witches, were more like attendants sent by the assembly to care for her and Sarah. They were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and expecting them to take on a major responsibility was out of the question.
Indeed, in this damn team, only she cared whether the mission could be completed!
