"Black Lion."
"Yes, Vice Captain."
The Vice Captain, while patrolling all of Rondan, spotted the Black Lion running around.
He had inspected all of Rondan, and this was the last place left.
"Have all the people been fitted with mental protection helmets?"
"Yes, the inspection is complete."
The Torturer's descent.
Thinking back to that time, everyone had collapsed helplessly in that red mist.
The Vice Captain, considering this point, had come to the conclusion that at least minimal measures should be taken to minimize casualties.
"...These damn Outer Gods are shrinking our domain's wealth like dried beans."...
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