Before Argrave stood his top ranks in this expedition—everyone who had some degree of authority. The three Veidimen officers, the Magisters, Mina and the Monticci family, and lastly his family, Orion and Anneliese. These were all people of proven trustworthiness and skill, and he needed precise delegation and execution at this critical juncture.

Seeing them all… he felt some degree of self-loathing for having doubted them. To know that betrayal came from somewhere higher up did disquiet him. Simultaneously, knowing that whatever happened moving forward would be with those he trusted absolutely bolstered his confidence.

Argrave nodded and looked off to everyone else. “We’re going to the coastline of the North Sea, where the ships I called for will be docking tomorrow morning—we can’t sleep, not tonight. I had intended Elenore to send men to help purging the land of the remnants of Kirel Qircassia’s forces, but we’ll make use of them.”

“Make use of them for what? What’s happening?” Nikoletta asked, still out of the loop.

Argrave looked at her and her father. “For starters, we’ll use their ships. You and Duke Enrico will be going back.”

The old duke had barely had the chance to say even three words, but even still he recognized the situation and gave a steady nod. Nikoletta, however, began, “But I want to--!”

“You need to go to Elenore, and you need to deliver her my words exactly as I say them,” Argrave interrupted her. “These are instructions I can’t risk being leaked.”

Duke Enrico put his hand on his daughter’s shoulder. “Listen to Argrave.”

“His Majesty, Duke Enrico,” Orion corrected. “But please, tell us what happened to change our plans so.”

Argrave looked at him and took a deep breath, still grappling with that himself. “Another god has hit the forests. We have to change our response accordingly.”

“And the elven gods?” Vasilisa questioned seriously.

“…we’re lacking critical information,” Argrave said hesitantly. “There is much to work out. For now, go.”

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“And as we are now, we can do nothing. The fate

ward sustained by Anneliese,

regardless of how things played out, it

enemies are strong, but as are they. And each are made even stronger by the power Kirel Qircassia’s partial defeat

if Erlebnis is lying about sparing the

half-heartedly, I am sure of it. But even if they did not… could you change their Tumens’ fate?” Anneliese said tactfully. “Is there even a way

below the earth in the abandoned cities of the dwarves. Racial dwarves, not like Artur,” Argrave told Anneliese. “Mozzahr fought the gods for a year. And in the end,

he invades the mainland at the dawn of

does,” Argrave nodded. “Down there, in those old, abandoned dwarven cities… well, precisely what’s happening here happened there. Gerechtigkeit saw Mozzahr as a threat to his victory, so

a brief moment, then opened them again as she almost stumbled over something while walking. “I

quickly enough to end it. Kirel had time to build up strength and widen the breach, hidden away in the Bloodwoods as he was. If not for him trying to kill the

questioned. “Did the enemies Mozzahr

see everyone was following. Their haste had put some distance between him and the main forces, yet Orion still followed a comfortably close distance away. “Christ, this whole venture was straws to

Anneliese said confidently. “At

that spell on me,

nodded. “You said it was shamanic

and continued, “And I

she filled in somewhat eagerly. “And shamanic magic employs spirits,

Silvic was the only spirit we saw, and she wasn’t vulnerable to shamanic magic in

“Now, we have seen spirits, seen them taken in by the

Anneliese followed eagerly waiting for his answer as he deliberated. “What Onychinusa was trying to do was teleport me to another location. That should give you some indication of how powerful shamanic

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