"The news about the Demon Hunter is indeed good, but it's not precious enough."
"But that is no ordinary Demon Hunter, that's Lann from Sintra! The Hunting Marquis! Without him, the monster, those refugees would never have escaped from here."
Darkley struggled to garner attention for the intelligence he provided.
Yet, Duke Adal remained absent-minded as he spoke.
"Alright, monster... haha."
Monster?
What kind of monster could resist the five hundred members of the Nausicca Cavalry Squad?
What kind of monster could withstand the five hundred Black Infantry Archers?
Or rather, what kind of monster could stand against two thousand soldiers from the Niflgaard Infantry Legion?
A monster... seriously, as an excuse for unsuccessful warfare, this reason is really conveniently laughable.
These outsiders are truly enough... Purebred Niflgaard people would never be so inept, nor would they shamelessly find reasons for their failure.
Duke Adal Epp Dasrcy was already a bit impatient.
