Count Bert's words echoed in the night sky.
The nearby streets all heard them.
Not only heard them, but heard them clearly.
The people hiding in their homes looked at each other.
The foolish were fearful and uneasy.
The clever ones began to ponder the meaning behind it.
However, this had nothing to do with Suke Street, where fighting continued.
The narrow streets rendered the warhorses useless, and the soldiers could only slash their targets with the longswords in their hands.
Every moment, someone fell.
Every moment, there were cries of anguish.
Especially at the point where three sides converged, it was like a meat grinder.
Layers of corpses covered the ground, forming small streams of fresh blood, which splashed up scarlet when stepped on by a boot.
Huff, huff.
Depro panted heavily, but his steps continued forward.
Opposite, Diliven and Peigi shouted in unison.
"Kill!"
The battle of the three brothers Depro, Diliven, and Peigi had reached an intense heat.
