Richard felt guilty.
Mourinho was...
Wiping away his tears with a handkerchief, King Sal restored his regal dignity and indifference, showcasing his exemplary self-control.
"The Sea Clan coalition over in Sabak is no longer a threat, and the first battle can be declared over. Next, we'll face the second wave of aggression from the Sea Clan. Without surprise, they'll send a larger army to invade Donau!" His Majesty looked at Mourinho and then at Old Liu: "Regardless, we've won, and the future victories will be ours!"
"Just like fish can't live without water, the Sea Clan can't do without their water formations on land. Our next step could focus on aerial attacks on their formations." Mourinho nodded: "The counterfeit Druid's effectiveness is quite impressive. Buffing ordinary soldiers with song power and transforming them into crystallized magic warriors could be promoted among archers to bolster our aerial combat forces."
