"Go and witness it with your own eyes?"
winter!
"What am I supposed to witness with my own eyes!?"
winter!
Eberon kicked his iron wardrobe hard, and the heroic spirit and courage he had shown when facing Grand Duke Hanci were no longer visible.
winter!
!
Card.
As the heel broke under the weight, the safe also dented badly, almost being kicked to pieces.
Eberon is not a melee-type Awakened.
Despite possessing fourth-tier strength and corresponding physical attributes, she is still exceptionally vulnerable compared to other melee-type Awakened individuals of the same tier due to her knowledge system.
Even among spellcasters, she is one of the more fragile ones.
Because she is a recorder.
It's not just that she holds the position of Grand Duke Hanci's scribe; she is, in fact, the "recorder" of the knowledge lineage.
Most of her abilities are related to recording and calculation; she is not good at physical attacks.
The fact that she could cause such damage to the wardrobe is a manifestation of her extreme anger.
"You hypocritical ghoul! You perverted necrophiliac! You deceitful madman!"
Even if you do that, do you really think my opinion of you will change?!
Eberlen took off his right boot and slammed it hard against the wardrobe, making another loud noise.
Bang!
"Would they really come back to life!?"
Eberron is venting.
It wasn't just the anger she expressed; along with it came the fear in her heart.
Every time she faced the Cold Thorn Grand Duke from the Tribunal, she was filled with fear.
Aberon was afraid to face him, but his position as scribe required him to remain in contact with him.
The conclusion drawn was that Grand Duke Hanci was a complete madman who would stop at nothing to achieve victory.
Unlike the ever-hidden and unseen Grand Duke Hanci, she personally pushed those warriors into the meat grinder each time, and also had to face the reinforcements that came to reinforce them.
Hanci is wrong; Eberon is already witnessing it.
They witnessed the deaths of the previous wave of people and the arrival of a new wave.
She couldn't bear the immense mental pressure.
Therefore, Eberron chose to erupt, defying the Coldthorn that represented power.
But in the end, we got this nonsensical result.
"To witness?"
After venting his anger, Eberlen collapsed weakly onto the bouncy bed and lay down.
She covered her eyes with her arm, her lips trembled for a moment, and finally she whispered in anguish:
"Isn't what I've seen enough!?"
Am I really going to have to witness those cruel deaths with my own eyes?
Dongdong.
Just as tears were about to fall uncontrollably, a timely knock sounded at the door, followed by a calm and serious voice:
“Secretary Eberron, I have something to report to you.”
Lafaya?
Eberron sat up in bed and was about to open the door when he realized he was only wearing one boot. So he simply took off his left boot as well and walked barefoot to open the door.
"Just come in and say what you need to say."
Barefoot, Eberron walked back to bed and sat down on the edge, looking for new boots while preparing to listen to his subordinates' report.
Before she could find it, a pair of brand-new boots was handed to her.
"……Thanks."
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure to help you."
The girl, wearing thick-rimmed round glasses, bowed meticulously, shook her head, and then calmly began her report:
"As you instructed, the application for a new batch of soldiers has been submitted and they are expected to arrive as early as noon, or at the latest before tomorrow morning."
Is it coming again?
Poor victims.
As he put on his boots, Eberron thought somewhat darkly.
"In addition, Your Excellency Secretary Eberron, I have something else to report to you."
"Um?"
Upon hearing such a formal address, Eberlen immediately became alert.
Is there a problem?
"A special team had already arrived before that group."
"Um?"
This special team must be the one that Grand Duke Hanci mentioned he wanted to join, right?
What makes it special?
"This squad doesn't have a specific team name; it's just that two of them wear masks to conceal their identities."
mask?
oh.
They were nothing more than a group of executioners personally selected by Duke Hanci from the court.
He still hasn't given up?
But do you want to switch from a large-scale manpower strategy to a more elite force strategy?
Lafaya adjusted his glasses, turned a page, and read intently:
"A four-person team led by Andrew, the former scribe of the Fera Knights, and Anthony, the heir of the Yin Lai family, as the vice-captain."
Aberron paused in putting on his boots, then abruptly looked up at his adjutant:
"Andrew? The one from Sir Ferra? No... you mean the former scribe? What's that guy thinking?"
And... what's with Anthony too?!
What's that walking ** up to?
Wait a moment!
According to Grand Duke Hanci, he was to go to the Blood War Zone with this group of people?
Hehe... Hahaha.
Eberron suddenly understood that Hanci didn't want him to witness anything; he just wanted him to die there.
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