Gaius then answered as he finally noticed Chester approaching from behind, but never looking that way, moving his gaze around with a chirp.
"Mr. Shester, something is coming. Definitely an enemy. Remind everyone."
"What? Right, okay"
Shester quickly turned his heel back and rushed into the building.
"Damn! What the hell is this enemy... where the hell are you? When are you gonna set me up? Shit! I don't like it... I've never felt like this before!
Gaius threw up in frustration.
Then again, Shester rushed over to Gaius.
"Mr. Gaius, I instructed you to gather all those who are now in the hall in one place. So you know who the enemy is?
To Shester's inquiry, Gaius gently bit his lip.
"No, I don't know. What kind of enemy, where does it come from? What kind of hand are you going to attack me with? I don't know one thing. All I know is that the enemy must be around here somewhere."
"Sensation...... have you ever felt that feeling before?
"No, I don't. It's a feeling I've never felt before. So perhaps the enemy..."
Gaius niggered with a harsh expression but only a raised corner of his mouth.
"Oh. That's probably it."
"Right. I mean, you're the Pope's foreman... sounds like a pain in the ass, huh?
"That's not true... I just want to say that this feeling is pretty much what it is"
"Even a magician like you?
"Oh. I'm finally getting a little bit of it, but apparently I'm not alone with the enemy. That's like... quite a lot of people..."
"Oh my God... no, but do you? If you are the supreme powerful pope of the world's most powerful nation, there is no wonder that you keep a large number of excellent magicians..."
"That sort of thing. Apparently, this is a sign that this is going to be a war. Mr. Shester, take everyone... right, do you have a basement? Yeah, if it's this big, there's definitely going to be a basement, so take everyone there and hide."
"Wait a minute! No way. Are you gonna fight alone?
"Of course I am. I told you earlier, didn't I? This is going to be a war. I probably can't afford to fight while protecting everyone. I mean, clearly, it's easier to fight alone. Indeed, Mr. Shester's brain is a considerable weapon. But that's not a good idea for the upcoming battle. Probably a magic match for the gorillas. Then with Mr. Shester's magical prowess, I'm sorry, but I'm stuck on my feet. I'm sorry, but I want you to know."