Revenge of the Son of the Nobles

Chapter 29: Grief

Medics passed by to provide treatment to the injured who were still rescued, although most of them still feel hot due to the impact of Alex's attack, they still carry out their duties as much as possible.

Residents of the city work hand in hand to help paramedics as much as they can. Unfortunately, more wounded soldiers were later killed than survivors, those who lost their lives were immediately covered in white cloths and taken to the funeral home in preparation for the ceremonial procession of release.

Among the many soldiers and paramedics who passed by, Trevor and Thomas looked down at the body of their colleague, Samuel.

Although only a week to know Samuel, Thomas still felt very lost, especially Trevor, because he was Samuel's partner since he was still in military education.

"He ... Looks cool, doesn't it?" Lirih Trevor, his speech was addressed to Thomas who was standing next to him.

Thomas nodded, "He really looks like a soldier now," he replied.

Trevor chuckled, even so, implied the deep sadness in the laughter. "Why do you look so cool now damn? You're always acting silly." Trevor bit his lips hard, trying to hold back the overflowing tears in his eyes.

But she finally wiped her tears, "Ah, shit. This hot air makes my eyes water." Thomas nodded, he followed, rubbing his eyes, "Alex is indeed a bastard." Thomas' words made him laugh.

Trevor patted Thomas on the shoulder and flipped, "Let him rest, we must also rest" he said as he walked towards the barracks, Thomas nodded and followed Trevor from behind, he saw Trevor's shoulders tremble occasionally followed by his hand rubbing his eyes.

It seems that even if he is tough, the sadness of losing a friend cannot be hidden as hard as you try. Thomas himself experienced it a week ago, but now he has to experience it again.

While walking towards the barracks, from a distance, he saw Alex lying on a stretcher with Anford and Alicia by his side, he was not too able to clearly see Alex's condition at the time, but he hoped that person didn't die.

The situation here might be a little different if there was someone like Raymond among them.

"Trevor's right, I have to rest." Thomas whispered to himself.

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Reports of the southeastern defensive post successfully defending the southeastern part of the demon herd attack had reached the Central Headquarters of the Western Continent Alliance located in the Petra Kingdom.

Some of the people present in the headquarters office that day include Duke Averrouse and Marquis de Brisevent as representatives of Vasilius.

Hazkiel Mustafa the Vizier of Petra.

Alejandro Martinelli, three-star general of Zirae-Levanto

Daniel Altaza, one of Gathvan's top military officers.

Two representatives from the Central Headquarters of the Eastern Continent, James Mahulete and Lucas Tulessy.

Then two representatives from the Central Headquarters of the Southern Continent, Vlatko Falkovic and Maria Zelenovna.

"So those demons are the undead?" Hazkiel said in disbelief after reading the report, even he read the report paper many times to confirm it.

"Also, there was a demon in the form of a silver spider with a body as big as a steam carriage attacking the new soldiers who were on their way to the southeast defensive post." The Marquis de Brisevent added that he also did not believe the reports he was reading, but that they might contain false information.

Daniel frowned, "That wound, don't say ...."

"The incident of the massacre in one of the fortresses of the Chyrosian Empire," said James Mahulete, his voice sounding soft, but everyone could hear it.

Duke Averrouse exhaled heavily, "What about the soldiers sent to the western defense post? They should have arrived yesterday or two days ago." He asked Alejandro, since Zirae-Levanto was also in the western region of the continent.

"They should have arrived by now, but if they had arrived two days ago, I would have heard it tomorrow." Answer Alejandro.

Duke Averrouse nodded, although his face looked exhausted, but his condition had been much better since the incident of David Mataushe's death. Even Grand Magister Aleorin Conizoite was rumored to have not been fully stable since that incident, so Duke Averrouse's progress could be said to be very fast, considering he had already returned to work.

"What's Haznav's condition?" Hazkiel asked Leidengard's representative, Robert Fuchsberg.

"He's fine, I haven't heard from him since he was sent on duty, but at least while at the academy, he didn't run into any problems. Although he's a little hard to get along with." Obviously Robert.

Hazkiel nodded, he understood enough, Haznav was abandoned by his father suddenly and his death was not a natural death. Therefore he held a great grudge against the demons, especially the one that caused his father's death, even he himself decided to enter the Alliance Academy of the Western Continent at that time.

"Are you still a relative of Mr David?" Robert asked, because Hazkiel always asked Haznav to the Head of the Academy directly, he thought Hazkiel was a relative of Haznav, but apparently their last names were not the same.

"No, I have no blood relation with Matausheah, though perhaps our great-grandchildren are still connected. I used to accompany him as a kid, David was often busy with his service work, so I always took him to the palace to meet his father." Obviously Hazkiel at length, "Ah, sorry, I'm off topic."

Robert smiled, "No problem."

Duke Averrouse knocked on the table, calling for the attention of everyone there.

"One piece of information that is not included in the report that you are holding. We've already lost one warrior wandered the power of light."

Everyone present was aghast, because the humans who wielded the power of light usually had strength beyond reason, so they never expected there to be any casualties from them.

"Is he the victim of the battle against the undead?" Ask Daniel. Duke Averrouse nodded.

"He was killed by a silver spider demon."

"Correctly, in this report there is no explanation of the victims of the ambush on the train." Vlatko.

Everyone present was silent, for a moment the room was silent. Finally Duke Averrouse stood up from his chair, staring at everyone in the audience.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the war has begun. Better get your jaws tight."

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Character of Alicia Arnaveu Brigantine. This illustration was created using AI.