The calm winds of March had lulled the large army within the city into a state of laxness.
Today, the soldiers on duty at the city wall suddenly spotted a vast Demon Clan army approaching in the distance. Panicked, they sounded the great bell on the wall.
「A day earlier」
Ever since my dignity was wounded last time, I've been brooding. I've never met such a disgusting opponent in all my years of battle, and crucially, I lost! Gabriel was pouring another cup of human blood when Gal entered.
"Stop drinking. The Moluo people are here. Come with me and see them," Gal said grimly.
That near-disaster has kept me in a foul mood for three months. It was just a routine pre-war attrition tactic, yet I almost capsized the boat!
"They've finally arrived!" Gabriel exclaimed, tossing the cup in his hand aside with evident relief.
「Gal's Tent」
The Moluo Clan had sent quite a few people this time, but only two were to liaise with Gal.
