"You still want to mobilize more troops?"
The rabbit-eared lady looked at the battle report that had just been sent back. Her expression was uncertain.
The God of Light was suppressed and taken away by a mysterious master. In order to reduce the impact on the eastern barren, they had to elect a new king and continue to mobilize troops to deal with the southern barbarians.
"Heh," the rabbit-eared lady sneered. The report was all about the good of the eastern barren, but in fact, it was all about personal desires. The Golden-winged Eagle was obviously a traitor with a rebellious bone in the back of its head. The God of Light had just disappeared and he couldn't wait to become the next king. Was he worthy?
