The initial estimates shocked him. The number was unbelievable.
A sense of unease washed over him. He had never witnessed a war of this scale, nor a death toll this high...
Such casualties were only seen in minor pitched battles when the nobility united to fight the Alien Races!
However, when his gaze fell upon the three towering skull mounds, his expression grew even more grim.
Those mounds, built from the skulls of his enemies, were particularly glaring under the sunlight.
A chill ran down Count Akakarat's spine. Such skull mounds were a stern warning from Henry to his enemies, as well as a demonstration of his own power.
But no matter how you looked at it, they were too close to Akakarat City! Erecting such monuments next to his own fiefdom was an undeniable provocation and threat!
Count Akakarat couldn't help but wonder if Henry's next move would be against him.
He was conflicted. Henry's power was immense, unfathomable.
