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Today was a peculiar day for many.

The bitter winds swept the land, causing a stir wherever they went.The most update n0vels are published on Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net

Birds chirped, animals growled, and bees buzzed around their hives, also knowing the dangers of getting swept away.

It's been several hours since the battle for Riverre began. Yet, many giants dared not leave their homes just yet. But it was clear that what they witnessed today would be a worthwhile story passed down from generation to generation.

Beside a fireside, they would tease their young. 

"Grandpa, can you tell us the story about the Great Battle for Riverre again?"

(^_^)

Whether one's fireside is indoors or outdoors, it left a familiar feeling of mystery, seeing the storyteller's shadows dance as they leaned in to tell their tale.

All great stories are told by the to reside after a warm hearty supper. 

The Baymardians, alongside some Giants, stepped out along each street block to give brief messages to all. 

The 3rd Prince Artemis, alongside their young master Payne, brought in Allies to rescue them from their bondage. 

"We... We... We are free?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha~... Finally! The Vine God has heard our prayers! Glory be to the Vine God!"

Many felt a sudden stab of emotions in their gut, feeling by the news. There was excitement, disbelief, and all sorts of emotions, especially considering that this should be the shortest battle in Soma's history, or perhaps the world's. 

What? Do you think battle is a few hourly events? Please. Don't be silly. 

The attackers make camp somewhere in the outskirts and start sending troops and legions to take over the city in waves. But even then, the attacks don't happen 24 hours a day. 

After 8 or even 10 hours of battle, the attackers could call for a retreat before attacking with another set of knights barely 3 hours later. 

Unless they plan to attack at night, they would withdraw their forces and wait to get ready for the next day's battle while also waiting for backup to arrive. 

After all, with no modern telephone lines, messages would reach their backup teams differently. So they had to hook their grounds until then. 

Sometimes the difference was a single day, and other times backup could arrive 5 days later. However, if they arrived too late after the main attacking forces were dead, then the probability of them winning was slim.

So isn't this short battle a miraculous feat?

(°_°)

... Are you sure it was a real battle and not a one-time slaughter event? Several Baymardians gently cautioned the crowds along each block. 

They had to hurry up because the winds today were still windy. The winds blew every 2 hours... Blowing for 8~20 minutes at times. The shorter the time, the fiercer the winds. 

The last winds blew and ended 35 minutes ago. So they had around an hour and 25 before the next cycle began. Knowing this, they addressed the crowd swiftly. 

"Everyone! We will need your cooperation to check each home and building in search of any runaway followers."

Well, the homes might be cramped to them, but don't forget they were giants, and their height alone made all their buildings high-ceiling, which were also wider than an ordinary peasant's home in Pyno and many other places.

Many from the enemy's camp have been trained in the art of stealth. So ordinary blacksmiths, farmers, and peasants wouldn't even know if there were enemies in their homes.

"What? Is it that serious?"

"Oh my Vine God! Then quickly, search through my house first. I can't stay at peace with such an enemy there."

The Giants enthusiastically cooperated and were shocked to find several people in a few homes.

"Bastards! You dare to use this old man's home as a hiding place? Broom! Where is my broom?"

"F***! Old man, let me use my slippers."

With the accuracy of the Gods, the old woman's slippers flew and curved in the air, landing a solid hit that apprehended the follower's face.

He was already captured. So why the insult?

Pah!

He now had a thick red outline of a giant sandal on his face.

"Nice job!"

Many clapped in satisfaction, with some rushing the Baymardians into their homes. And like that, the streets were searched and also cleaned of all the dead. 

The same was happening in the city's Lord's palace. It was just that the palace had more Carrion birds than any other place in the entire city. 

These vicious giant crows swept in without mercy, plucking out eyes and looting the many corpses. But they were the only one's doing the looting.

"This is B10-Omega, reporting dirty, sir!"

"Good, good, good… Squad leader, your team will take on this field, collecting all the enemy swords, bows, armories, coins, and any vital items belonging to them. Is that understood?"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

All around, many units began taking up new missions. In no time, the battlefield covered in blood, gore and amputated body parts, began undergoing intense cleaning to rid it of its foul stench. 

They might have won today's war, but this was just the beginning. They had It seize back every city, town, or village during their journey to the Capital!

The current war is over, and their following plans implemented. Lucious sighed while walking into the grand hall for the meeting.

"What's up with you now?"

Sigh…

"I miss my wife and precious daughter."

[Landon]: ...

Landon wanted to punch him so badly.

He felt he had been forcefully fed dog food now. You think he doesn't miss his wife, Lucy, too?

Tch.

'Show off.'

Landon inwardly rolled his eyes and soon got down to business. 

.

Just like that, the people of Riverre smiled brightly, as their long lost peace was finally restored. But they were the only ones in merry jubilations.

In another land far, far, away, several people also smiled when hearing the present reports.

"So my dear cousin has begun losing sleep?"

"Yes, master... Everything went according to plan."

"How wonderful." A very lazily, devilishly handsome man gave a light chuckle.

He liked this game very much.