He slowly walked over and picked up Blom's seal, examining the crossed battle blades and ice crystal insignia with interest.
An army may be easy to gather, but a general is harder to come by.
Ice Blade Valley occupied by a group of lizard creatures is of little worth.
The loyalty and courage of an Empire Baron are of greater value.
The land can be taken.
People can be taken even more.
Luo De wants them all.
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Night.
Under the shroud of darkness, Ice Blade Town has become a ruin.
Wooden houses have all collapsed, leaving twisted shadows cast under the moonlight.
Blood has already congealed into dark red patches, sticky on the stone pavement.
The air is thick with the scent of blood and the stench of decay, incomplete corpses scattered in the street corners.
The lizard creatures are indifferent to all this, using the remnants of houses to ignite bonfires, roasting human remains.
"Saga-Tad is such a waste!"
