The fire devoured the cottages that had been painstakingly built over two months, and amidst the billowing smoke, there were intense coughing and cries of despair.
The heavy wheat ears and rice stalks were stained red with blood, as the knights pursued in the fields, searching for the fleeing farmers.
The hounds searched everywhere among mountains, bushes, and caves for survivors, and whenever a dog barked, a knight would swiftly rush to the scene.
"How's it going? Has the Hundred Households Captain of this manor been captured?"
An imposing Extraordinary Knight sat on a short war horse and asked the attendant who had rushed over.
"He died in battle, Mr. Kasedar." Bowing respectfully, not out of genuine reverence for Kasedar, but out of fear, hoping not to burst into laughter at his peculiar eyes.
Unlike most cross-eyed individuals, Kasedar's peculiar appearance was due to a hereditary trait of his family, causing his left eye to look left and his right eye to look right.
