"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?" Hearing Osullivan's report, Reinhardt frowned, filled with confusion about this suddenly emerging team.
"General, I'm sure I didn't see it wrong. Besides the expression of Heavenly God, this insignia is exactly the same as ours." Osullivan answered with an unusually certain tone.
"If no one is trying to impersonate us, then..." Reinhardt's voice turned a bit grim, "There's only one person who can command such a unit!"
Osullivan widened his eyes, "You mean, this is James..."
Reinhardt gently clenched his fist, and the joints made a crisp cracking sound, "Without a doubt, our Emperor has secrets that even I'm unaware of."
"Secrets?" Osullivan said in surprise, "Our army almost covers every corner of the Gazalin, there's nothing about any units that the Mythical Army doesn't know about. As long as we want...no one can hide from us!"
