"Oh! Are these people the weak and stupid barbaric natives they told us about?" For the audience in White Pigeon Square, the war was already over.
The Spiritual Spell Visual Projection had been turned off since they couldn't show the frantic withdrawal of troops of two big families to the public.
"Oh! Didn't they say that these people are filthy and despicable and live in an ignorant nation?" Stupefied, the members of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion found that what they heard didn't match up with what they saw.
They saw magnificent figures wearing white robes instead of armor on the distant and ancient land. The bloody, maniac-like figure dashing to the forefront of the battle, the miraculous godly mirror, the huge lightning cannons, and the white-clothed figure who forced tens of thousands of people to retreat with a sword…
