Baron Shear trembled uncontrollably, biting his nails.

In truth, no one else suspected anything or even doubted Ghislain. To them, he was simply a seasoned and skilled soldier who had joined their ranks.

But as a conspirator, Baron Shear couldn’t afford such casual thoughts.

"Why couldn’t he just stay quiet? Why is he trying so hard?"

While others were oblivious, Shear couldn’t shake his anxiety. Count Fenris might have the skill to escape if things went wrong, but Shear didn’t.

"If we’re caught, I’ll be the one to die!"

Mocking Shear’s fears, the Dougly Squad charged forward with unrelenting energy.