"Marshal, we just received news.
Last night, the City of Parma fell, and Duke Ernest perished in battle!"
Upon delivering this news, Marquis Simon's heart was filled with complexity.
The swift fall of the City of Parma left no time for rescue, hence he need not worry about accusations of indifference to its plight.
While resolving one concern, Marquis Simon was also filled with endless sorrow. How short a time has passed, yet another major noble of the kingdom has fallen.
Simply from the statistical data, the number of major nobles who perished in the Black Forest Kingdom in the past decade surpasses that of the past hundred years.
"Hmm, understood.
The dead cannot return to life; now what we must do is use the Earth Core Passage as bait to lure the main forces of the Demonic Crocodile Clan and avenge Duke Ernest!"
Hudson calmly replied.
Merely a major noble lost in battle; he had witnessed such scenes countless times and was well beyond feeling grief.
