You Shall Not Rest!

"Chalfont…!!"

Following the rude awakening of the explosion, Emperor Renardier's furious, sad cry resounded through the camp shortly after.

Although the blast radius of the second magic bomb had been about the same, it was much more destructive. This time, the soldiers caught in its explosion weren't so lucky; they were all reduced to ashes.

There wouldn't be any lucky survivors a second time. Only a large crater remained where the sick bay used to be.

"Dammit!"

Emperor Renardier pounded the ground at the crater's edge with helpless rage and bloodshot eyes.

The Holy Knight Empire had been too arrogant to think the Kingdom of Black Rose wouldn't strike back just because they stayed outside their spell range.

"Your Imperial Majesty, it is no longer safe here. We need to relocate our camp!" a lord quickly suggested.