Emperor's Reckoning

The sound of ruptured bones was heard as the two commanders were sent flying toward the wall. The army was dumbstruck before the strength of this elf woman, they couldn't see her motion before the result was feasted on their eyes.

"What the hell Elaine!" shouted Parriot whose transformation was immediately canceled because of the force.

"Why are you so mean?!" asked Elaine as she put her arms on her waist.

"It was an act you knuckled headed bimbo!" shouted Parriot before he splurted out blood. He took a glance at the man beside him who he impersonated just a moment ago. (Damn, if I had the same cultivation as him, I too would be greeted by death).

*thud

Parriot let go of himself from the grip of the cracked wall before landing calmly. Stretching his arm he looked at the restless army.

"Hehehe, sorry?" apologized Elaine with a slight bow and a clasped hand.

"Fine," grunted Parriot. He knew that punishing her was impossible, she was way above his league. He would be the one that suffering instead of her if it were to happen.

"Alright, we already won the battle, I don't want to dirtied my hand anymore, the main event is probably on the way," said Parriot as he didn't care about the two hundred thousand soldiers.

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The west gate was closed as the army stood against one little figure. The commander furrowed his eyebrows as he had never seen such a race of a demi-human.

"Vale, be prepared for the next battle," said the little figure with two horns.

"What next battle?! This will be your last little horned freak!" shouted the commander.

"I don't have time for you lots of insects, I prefer to be at the academy and teach my good-for-nothing students or study the art of magic," said Albert.

"What did you say?! Stop mocking us you little shit!" shouted the commander.

"Hmph!" Albert smirked before his right hand and left hand wrote a spell at the same time.

"Soul Magic, Thundra!"

"Soul Magic, Sand Palm!"

The army halted its movement as a wide black magic brand appeared on their feet. (Oh no) the commander immediately turned to his army but his words stuck on his throat as he saw them looking up above.

(Impossible) the commander looked up as he felt hope was no more.

An even bigger black magic brand appeared in the sky and covered all of them. They gulped at the sight before they heard the last wail of their commander, "RU-"

*boom

The ground they were standing turned into sand and unstabilized their figure. Before they could adjust the center of their mass, a thunderous blast from above ignited their bodies as their scream couldn't even manage to escape from their throat.

"Hmph, what a waste of mana," said Albert as he sat down on a nearby shade.

The over two hundred thousand of soldiers were wiped out from a single attack that was too much for them to handle. The ground where they were obliterated was scorched black as nothing remain to prove that they were there.

"You outdone yourself over there," said Vale who was standing behind Albert.

Albert crossed his leg as he leaned back, "That was nothing, this is a war and they are an army, it is a matter of course."

"You are right, but the real challenge should come soon," asked Vale as he looked serious.

"It won't be as challenging if we occupied their land first, with that we would gain a huge advantage but Fei disagrees with it even after I recommended it, what a fool lass," said Albert before sighing.

"From your point of view then it is right that occupying the land would make the war end quicker, but Fei is just a commander, not a ruler. I think she was considering Sylviana point of view as well for the plan."

"As a ruler, what's important the most is the kingdom, and the kingdom is the people, not a place. Thus, Sylviana wants to win the war without involving innocent people, that way, it would be easier to manage the land when we have the victory," finished Vale.

Albert turned silent as he knew that both of them were right but different there was no point in continuing their argument.

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The king was at his throne clad in his finest equipment possible. The total value of what he was wearing could even buy a kingdom on their own.

"Your majesty! The-the entire army from the four gates had been wiped out!" said a scouter who ran inside frantically.

"What?!" the king stood up as he held the scouter by the collar.

"I-it's true!"

"Argh!" The king furrowed his eyebrows as he threw the scouter away with rage. With his panting breath, he muttered, "Where the hell are they?! What took them so long?!"

"Guards, tell the rest of the soldiers to guard the castle without fail!" ordered the king.

"B-but your majesty, what about the citizens!"

"You dare to question my order?!"

"Eek!" the guard scurried away before sending the king's message.

"Useless all of them!" raged the king as he turned back and walked to a hidden door behind the throne.

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Back at the North gate.

Tristan furrowed his eyebrows as he could feel something was approaching the three of them. (Hmm?)

*clank

The sound of steel met steel was heard as Tristan's elbow cap met a point of a spear. The contest of strength went on as both of them shook a little before the spear holder backed away.

Tristan smiled as he faced the figure that launched the hidden attack. Its gender was unrecognizable as it was wearing a scarf to cover half of its face and cloak to hid its figure.

"Good attack! But it won't work on me, so the rest of you might as well come out haha!" laughed Tristan.

The cloaked figure had its eyes calm despite Tristan's acute observation.

Another two cloaked figures came out from hiding as it stood behind the first one while Miko and Pedro stood behind Tristan.

"Three on three, you sure about this?" laughed Tristan before he taunted them with his hand, "Come here!"