Chapter 142. Rift (1)

"40,000? Where in the world did they get that many troops?!"

Vittorio seemed bewildered that the enemy still numbered over 40,000, but

"Did the Orcs suddenly sprout from the ground? They must have scraped together every remaining soldier they had."

I found his bewilderment itself baffling.

"I knew this would happen. He relies so heavily on the High Elves, it's no wonder he's shocked like an idiot."

After several more conflicts, the relationship between Blake and Vittorio had continued to cool.

As soon as I spoke, Blake chimed in, riding the wave of the atmosphere.

"What?"

"The enemy isn't stupid. Did you think they'd just keep throwing themselves at the High Elves until they all died?"

"..."...