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From the outer territories of the kingdom of Boreas, we moved towards the capital; on the way, enemy troops surrounded us, and a battle was inevitable. Stephanie flew over to take down a Titan, and I followed behind her to kill the next Titan.

While at the bottom, Thorfinn and Silvanna did their duty with the rest of the troops; we had fought three times in a day which made our whole body had reached its limit, and now the remaining forces were less than before.

After defeating the Titan, I fought against fellow humans; much blood flowed from each of these fights, and in just a glimpse, I finally understood what Satan was planning.

He tried to make us fight and kill each other, and no matter who won, the result was the same; if what he wanted was a reduction in the number of humans, then he had indeed succeeded.

I stood among the dozens of corpses lying around. We hadn't reached the empire yet, but the casualties were far more than I thought. This war is making me sick.