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The death of the Mad Emperor marked the end of the chaos that had consumed Calelum.
Hundreds of thousands of civilians had been slaughtered in the human sacrifices orchestrated by the Evil Order. Thousands of soldiers from both armies died as they breached the capital’s gates. And with the appearance of the Death King, tens of thousands more perished in the rampage of the unleashed evil spirits.
Stack the corpses, and there would be a mountain. Gather the blood, and one might fill a lake. It was, in every sense, a calamity of the century.
In the end, the allied forces of the Revolutionary Army, the Kingdom of Ferma, and the Holy Church won by severing the heads of Morse and Nex—the two who had brought this catastrophe upon the world. However, what they gained from that victory was nothing but a scorched imperial capital and countless rotting corpses.
The one small relief was that the Ferma army, heavily damaged during their battle against the evil spirits, withdrew from the capital without resistance.
Leon recalled the parting words of Valter, who had returned to his homeland without so much as a farewell to Lyon and the others.
“It was an honor to fight beside the goddess’s chosen. If fate ever grants...
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