Pushover Extra Trains the Villainesses

A luxurious tea house located in the center of Vienna.  There, three women sat quietly in their seats. The three women were dressed in fairly comfortable clothes for drinking tea, a privilege of the upper class.  At first glance, they did not seem like aristocrats but more like adventurers or those engaged in similar endeavors.

After the talk with Bahamut, Isaac immediately returned home from work. There, his comrades who had returned home earlier were waiting. “Welcome, Isaac.”  A woman who opened the door greeted him with a hug. A smile came to Isaac’s lips as he saw the face of his colleague and wife, whose name was Chela Dos.

“Then, Your Majesty. I’ll be taking my leave.” “Yes, it was a more beneficial time for me than I thought. Let’s wait for the day we meet again later.” After the meeting with the emperor, Bahamut went outside. “Master.” “Are you okay? What if there was a problem…” “No, nothing like that happened. It’s over,

Bahamut, who had an almost accurate grasp of the situation in the surrounding states, including the Empire, listened as the emperor sought his counsel on overcoming the current predicament.  In response, Bahamut spoke calmly. “According to what I have heard, it is difficult to assemble an expeditionary force with the Empire’s current capacity. However, allowing

The emperor had virtually ‘ordered’ Bahamut to answer his questions.  Though there was some complications about the method itself, Bahamut was prepared to speak about the contents. ‘The most important thing here… is to convey the inevitable future to our advantage as much as possible.’ Although he didn’t really like the bast*rd’s disposition, whether it