Duke Edmund was sitting behind his desk, reviewing thick war reports while listening to the low voice of the military officer reporting.
"The Snow Oathholder outposts had been purged smoothly, with five of the seven outposts in Bingnan Ridge already cleared..."
He nodded lightly, not surprised, only feeling it as a matter of course.
Exterminating the Snow Oathholders was a plan he personally devised, mobilizing all of the Northern Territory to cooperate with the strategy wholeheartedly.
He even led a team a few days ago himself, beheading a Snow Oathholder elder, whose head still hangs on the city wall to this day.
Everything was under control.
"These wild dogs are finally going to be wiped out."
Just then, a Gale Bird with blood-stained wings flapped its wings and crashed onto the window ledge.
Along with the letter, came a strong smell of blood.
He frowned as it was a letter from Snow Eagle City.
