Volume 32 Dark Clouds Roll In Chapter 4 Target—Cartin!

Gazing at the dazed and muddled crowd in front of him, Fumel's mood was utterly terrible. He had originally thought of Livonia as no more than a backyard. To the west, the Basarabians wouldn't dare to interfere, and the Nicosians were far off to the east, separated by mountains and rivers. A force of three thousand was already more than sufficient. But no one expected to take such a tumble here.

If he could see that fool Manite, Fumel really wanted to string him up and question him on how he managed this army of three thousand. Was it possible that the Nicosians, holed up in their three small castles, could swallow up three thousand elites from the Knossos Kingdom in one gulp? Fumel didn't believe it; there must be something fishy.