Hexaldam Land
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers continued to move fairly slowly because they had to treat their King, who was seriously injured.
With injuries like these, they could all ensure that their King would soon be succeeded by his descendant.
"Damn it! How dare he cut off my hand!" Said the King of Haxolgam Kingdom.
"Never mind! It's because you instigated us all. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost my limbs!" the Dwarf King replied, annoyed.
"Huh, looks like our Race will soon be holding a Cylbwen Battle to find my successor someday," said the Wolf King languidly.
Unlike the Queen of the Elf Race, she had been silent all along while covering her face, which looked sorry and sad.
Even though she wasn't seriously injured like the other three, as a beautiful woman who always kept her appearance, it was a heavy blow to her.
They kept moving until it didn't feel like it had taken them 10 hours, and one could see the black Castle not far from everyone's eyes.
