It had been three days since the battle with Mang and the white-ranked beast.
Although a short time had passed, the Northern Sea was already undergoing changes.
âAdvance!â
Waaaaaahâ!!!
The war wasnât over.
Even though Yuseon had sparked the flames of rebellion under Mangâs orchestration, the fact that they participated in the uprising remained unchanged.
The remaining warriors continued their struggle to seize the palace.
Ultimately, reclaiming the palace didnât take long.
âThe palace never held the full force of their strength to begin with.â
The generals who had joined the rebellion had their bases positioned far from the palace, beneath the command of the Blue Wolf.
It was curious that the palace, which held symbolic significance, had been left so vulnerable.
It felt as thoughâ
âThey were prepared to lose from the start.â
Perhaps they never intended to win.
If that were the case, what was the purpose of starting the war?
I couldnât say.
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I would have executed the captured bloodline members in front of the troops to bolster morale.
I would have eliminated the enemy leaders without hesitation, knowing their hideouts.
But Yuseon did none of that.
Despite having the power and resources, she achieved nothing remarkable.
Why?
âWell, sheâs dead now. Iâll never get an answer.â
The palace was reclaimed with only a small number of forces.
I followed out of boredom after sending the Black Lion ahead, only to find it surprisingly easy.
And there I saw it.
Yuseonâs lifeless body.
The moment I saw it, I burned it.
The Black Lion questioned why I would do such a thing.
âBecause I couldnât stand to look at it,â I said dismissively.