"Is that... really true?"

"Yes. The damage to our forces is beyond words, and General Chel is also severely injured."

A historic defeat caused by General Chel Brans' misjudgment. After spotting Airen Juliet and engaging in a reckless battle with her, time dragged on, and in the meantime, the forces sent to carry out the surprise attack were almost completely decimated without the chance to retreat.

Parfalle, who had hurriedly received the report from the messenger, could only collapse on the spot, as if struck by a thunderbolt, her legs giving way.

'Why... did this happen?'

The strategy had been perfect.

Considering the enemy general Epinnel’s "will to advance into the central continent," the surprise attack should have been a guaranteed success... So why did it fail?

Moreover, the scouts had reported that they had clearly seen preparations for a ritual at the fortress. The enemy was clearly trying to defend the fortress. If they didn’t expect a large number of troops to arrive, why would they bother with such preparations?

'Why...!'

At that moment, for some inexplicable reason, the image of a young man with white hair flashed through Parfalle’s mind.

"Specifically... Are you asking if we might have made a secret pact with the Charam army to launch a joint attack?"@@novelbin@@

"We should gather our forces in the north and invade Serpina's territory."

Somehow, Swen, the man who seemed to know everything as if he had seen the future, had now joined the Aishus forces. The thought sent a chill down Parfalle’s spine.

'No... Could it be...'

No. That couldn’t be it.

It didn’t make sense. It was common knowledge that humans couldn't achieve the level of foresight required to predict everything. Yes, he definitely had extraordinary abilities, but he couldn't possibly know everything... right?

'...Calm down.'

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