‘W-What is happening?!’ Marquess Classy couldn’t believe what was happening before his eyes. Before coming to this place, the Brodstock Army was riled up with fever and passion to destroy all of the Emperor’s enemies. Although their numbers were a bit small since they had gotten only the standing army that they could immediately mobilize, their skills and prestige were incomparably higher than that of any other army. Yet, this mighty Brodstock Army was falling. It was such an unbelievable sight that Marquess Classy could only manage to stare blankly at the battlefield.

When the Brodstock Army and the Bellid forces first clashed, Marquess Classy was sure that the Empire had made the right decision to attack first. Their knights and mages magnificently blocked the Bellid knights and priests’ attacks, and monsters failed to pass over their elite soldiers’ spears and shields. There was no doubt that the Bellids were a formidable enemy; after all, no matter how low the monsters’ level was, their physical attributes were superior to humans, and the Bellid knights and priests were all quite skilled. Yet, a war couldn’t be won by individual skills alone.

Marquess Classy issued commands...