Around the time Tiffany was heading for the castle, in the barracks of the Empire's troops, a group of girls formed a circle hidden among the thousands of soldiers, each removing their stuffy helmet one by one.
"Phew... Looks like we entered without any problems," one of them said.
"As I mentioned, we princes and princesses of the Empire can come and go without being checked," Sophia, the speaker, smiled confidently.
"I suppose. But disguising ourselves is still the better choice," Arianne whispered, glancing around. "I could feel intense gazes locked onto me—my chest in particular—while we passed through the gate."
"It's because men are men, no matter where," Nina chimed in. "I felt the same kind of stares directed at me."
"You did?" Ria, who was smaller in stature but more mature in some ways, huffed with disdain. "I guess the Empire's men have unique tastes."
