"Heh... Such arrogant lies are truly his style, just as arrogant as when he proposed to fight one against two."
Marquis Andrew sneered and mocked.
"Humph, if the Grand Duke's intelligence spies hadn't all been seconded to the border, how could he have been deceived by such a lie?"
Marquis Frostwolf said indignantly.
"Then how come you didn't know? Logically speaking, as a marquis, your spies should have been able to get the news, and we haven't actively concealed it."
“…..Forgot about the pie.”
“.....”
After a period of silence, the two continued to talk about other things.
"How many soldiers are left in Twilight City now?"
Lord Frostwolf asked his second question.
"There are three Fantasy Beast Knights, ten Sky Knights, over 120 Earth Knights, over a thousand Grand Knights and Official Knights, and the rest are apprentice knights."
After hearing this, the Frostwolf Marquis shouted in dissatisfaction:
"Too few! Too few! The Golden Duchy, as a duchy, can provide four mythical beast knights and hundreds of earth knights, but Dusk City, as a frontier fortress of the Emerald Kingdom, actually only has that much combat power?"
Marquis Andrew explained:
"This is just part of it. Cities like Auroville and Dawn City have gathered a considerable number of troops."
Lord Frostwolf did the math.
"That's quite a few."
.....
"They all died in the first battle. The enemy's dragon knights specifically targeted the flying sky knights and fantasy beast knights. Without the help of mid- to high-end combat forces, we were defeated and lost a large number of mid- and low-level combat forces."
Marquis Andrew recalled that if he had not contracted a wind-attributed phantom beast with fast enough speed, he would have died on the battlefield.
But unfortunately, his family and his son all died in that war, which is one of the reasons why he hates Edwin Bronze Wrath.
He was deeply impressed by the war and could recall the scenes almost every time he went to sleep.
On the battlefield, swords clashed and armor collided, accompanied by the roars and screams of the soldiers.
The ground was dyed red with blood, broken limbs were everywhere, and the breath of death hung in every corner.
The dragon knights fought in the air, and magic was intertwined in the air. A strange light shone between the two.
The flames burned fiercely, the frost was biting cold, and the lightning was deafening.
When the dragon knight showed signs of defeat, the magicians accompanying the army chanted spells and released powerful forces in an attempt to turn the tide of battle.
But the cruelty and ruthlessness of war made their efforts seem so insignificant.
As Duke Edwin was beheaded, Lord Bronze Dragon also had one of his wings bitten off by the enemy dragon.
The dragon's blood suddenly turned into heavy rain, falling towards the earth.
War is an endless nightmare that devours all beauty and hope. It shatters the earth, devastates the heart, and leaves only endless pain and sorrow.
After listening to Marquis Andrew's description, Marquis Frostwolf gently patted his shoulder to comfort him.
Although he had never participated in such a large-scale war, he could feel the cruelty of the war through Marquis Andrew's description.
"Please accept my condolences..."
The Frostwolf Marquis's voice was low and serious, with a hint of coldness in his words.
These words seemed to be an expression of sympathy to Marquis Andrew, but also seemed like a routine matter.
Marquis Andrew knew Marquis Frostwolf's character very well. He would not express his emotions easily, nor would he comfort others.
Therefore, he was not offended by Marquis Frostwolf's words, but instead cheered up under Marquis Frostwolf's gaze.
"You still have that dead icy face. Haven't you recovered from the aftereffects of fusing with the Frostwolf?"
Marquis Andrew said jokingly to Marquis Frostwolf.
He tried to break the solemn atmosphere and make the atmosphere between the two of them more relaxed.
Marquis Frostwolf shook his head, his face still expressionless.
"It's probably not going to get better. I don't intend to waste resources on it, so let it go."
The Frostwolf Marquis' tone was calm and firm, and there was a steady strength in his voice.
Marquis Andrew sighed, knowing that Marquis Frostwolf's decision was unshakable.
The two chatted for a while longer, and finally, it was the Frostwolf Marquis who took his leave first. He had important matters to attend to. He wanted to inform all the nobles of the Golden Duchy participating in the battle about Edwin Bronzefury's deception, so they would know what kind of person Edwin really was.
There was a firm gleam in his eyes, as if to show his determination to Marquis Andrew.
Marquis Andrew nodded. He understood Marquis Frostwolf's thoughts.
"I must survive..."
"Yes, I must survive..."
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