Continental War (2)

The middle-aged man seated on a throne far too ornate for a battlefield wore an expression of deep displeasure.

That was because he was dissatisfied with the course of the battle, even though the armies of the Basman Kingdom, the Urcan Kingdom, and the Piposte Kingdom were literally being fed into a meat grinder.

The middle-aged man twisted his lips because the results were meager despite having committed all three kingdoms' cavalry as shock troops.

“I don't like it. Not one bit.”

“The war has only just begun, Your Majesty.”

“Indeed. The results you desire will appear soon.”

Despite the ministers' words, the emperor's expression showed no sign of relaxing.

His gaze turned toward the Folstein Kingdom, marching in the distance toward the armies of the three kingdoms.

“If everything had gone according to plan, this would have been much easier.”

The emperor clicked his tongue...