Illusion

The next day, Kang De woke up early.

He was about to check his weapons and do some explosions when he heard an urgent knock on the door.

He pushed open the window and looked down. It was Hong San. His Cathayan face was filled with uneasiness. This expression came from a certain fatalism and sigh.

How should he put it?

It was like the expression of a swordsman who had lost his will to fight. That was the current Hong San.

Kang De's heart sank.

He asked, "The elves are here?"

Hong San looked up and replied, "No."

"…"

—Then why are you panicking?

"But soon," Hong San said uneasily. "The speed of the elves' march is beyond expectations. I thought there would be at least a day of preparation. I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly. It shouldn't be, unless…"

He really looked extremely flustered. As he spoke, he began to think about this matter to himself, completely forgetting that he was talking to Kang De.