"Black Wings troops from the north?" Aston's eyes widened at the news.
The Black Wings was a famous mercenary force in the Northern region. They hired out their services to fight in wars, and their strength was unquestionable.
Of course, hiring them came at a tremendous cost, but the results were always worth it. Many kingdoms and empires had relied on their services, and every time, victory followed.
Their legend had spread across the continent—there was hardly anyone who didn't know their name.
But the most notorious of them all was their leader, Galian. He was known as cruel, ruthless, and merciless. Hundreds of thousands had already died by his hands, earning him the title of the most fearsome figure in the world.
And now, that sinister man and his army stood before him, pushing Aston's vigilance to its peak.
How could the Castellan family hire them? He wondered silently.
