I was left pondering what was coming. There have always been skirmishes on both sides, but there have never been as many casualties as this time. Approximately 500 casualties were suffered by the Valteria Empire, 459 casualties were suffered by the Camus Empire.
Darion thought to himself -It was obvious that the casualties of the Camus Empire would be lower. Our empires are very similar, both are prosperous, commercial and we cultivate sword masters. Despite this, the Valteria Empire is far superior in the sword than the Camus Empire. But the latter manages to reduce this great difference thanks to the mixture between magic and the sword, creating magic swordsmen.-
Suddenly, a great sound interrupted Darion's thoughts.
-BOOM-
-BAAAM-
Loud cries, sounds of people screaming and the sound of cannons firing could be heard in a second.
Darion quickly looked out the window, his hand on the handle of his sheathed sword. He saw chaos and destruction, people screaming, running and crying.
A maid quickly opened the room with a bang:
-Young Master, please get out of here!-
Accompanied by the maid, Darion ran out of the main palace of the imperial capital. He entered the conference room, where his father, Valtherion, was.
Once he entered the conference room, all the politicians, military, nobles, sergeants and other high officials fell silent. Only the king, Darion's father, came to greet him.
Once they greeted each other, Valtherion raised his voice, something Darion did not expect.
-My son has been poisoned, that is why your efforts have not yielded results. But now that we have eliminated the culprit, my son will be able to recover in a week and prosper at high speed. He will command all forces during the war. He will go to the main front, and will be the first force...
Before Valtherion could continue speaking, a noble shouted:
-Your Majesty! You cannot send our men to die. Your son, Darion, cannot possibly recover in a week
Dozens of nobles and experienced military men began to whisper and complain. Valtherion ran out of patience. With a blow on the table, he made a hole. His hand protruded through the new hole in the table. Everyone fell silent and turned to look at the emperor.
-In my son's training, he will be supervised by the head steward himself. If he fails to meet my expectations in a week, he will not lead the armies, but if he succeeds in developing his strength, he will lead all the armies.
Everyone in the conference room fell silent. only a few screams could be heard from outside.