The morale of the troops was high. They were an odd bunch - a mixture of humans, orcs, and elves. Although their overall numbers had been reduced by almost half, their power had not weakened considerably with the addition of the Red Moon Valley warriors.

It was reassuring for the Pendragon Duchy’s soldiers to have the warriors from the two tribes by their sides. They had sworn to be blood allies of the Pendragon Duchy.

“Then I will leave it to you, Miss Kara.”

Kara nodded with a soft smile.

“As blood allies, we will be responsible for the funeral procession for the Pendragon and the Ancona warriors.”

“Thank you.”

After exchanging last few words, Raven turned around and followed behind the troops with Soldrake. The troops finally exited the village while the elves saw them off. Raven turned to Soldrake and spoke with a slightly apologetic tone.

“It may be inconvenient, but let’s walk together in this form for a while, Sol.”

[It is not uncomfortable. Rather, my original body consumes more mana, so this is more comfortable. And I like walking next to Ray.]

Although her expression and voice were indifferent as always, Raven...