Marquis Berg boldly appeared before Siegfried and pointed at him with his sword as he spoke.

“The enemy shall state his name!”

“Commander-in-Chief of the Republican Army, Siegfried.”

Unlike Marquis Berg’s ostentatious display, Siegfried was extremely calm and composed; even with his entire body stained red with the blood of the enemy, he didn’t seem ruffled or agitated. When Siegfried revealed his name like so, Marquis Berg gritted his teeth.

“How dare you launch an underhanded surprise attack without an opening signal!”

“Opening signal?”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know! Are all the Republican generals dishonest barbarians like you?”

“……”

Siegfried was flabbergasted.

‘An opening signal? Did he change his formation in the beginning because he believed in that?’

If he wanted to debate it logically, Siegfried would have been able to logically defeat all arguments, whether that was one or ten of them. Risking himself and his men on the battlefield by expecting courtesy from the enemy; Siegfried would have personally cut the head off of a man who did something so insane if they were under his command, but he didn’t try to convince Marquis Berg...