[h2]Lancer[/h2]
“That would be interesting, yes. We may even be able to find a suitable courier while we are out shopping,” Lancer replied to her Master as soon as the call ended. A look of sadness took over her face a moment later as she said, “How could I forget to tell Mist about Rider’s true identity? She probably would be overjoyed to know that her daughter is facing the King of Strategists, Hannibal Barca in this war. Even though his lack of honor makes me very sad, the feats he accomplished in life are enough to make me bring the best of me when we clash again.”

“Nevertheless, I’m ready to leave when you are, Master. I trust you haven’t forgotten my request from yesterday, right?” Lancer said as soon as she was done grieving over her forgetfulness.