"SHLICK!"
Lacy lopped off the head of a corpse blocking his path with a single swing of his sword.
The unit he led was already accustomed to being ambushed.
He sheathed his sword. All the corpses from this ambush had been annihilated.
"WHINNY!"
Lacy suddenly noticed something was wrong with the warhorse beneath him; it was agitated and uneasy.
Moreover, his keen perception as a Transcendent made him subconsciously turn his head to look north.
"What is it, sir?" a cavalryman asked.
Another cavalryman followed Lacy's gaze toward the north. "There seems to be something over there. Is that the light of a fire?"
"The Lord isn't in danger, is he?!"
"We're at least a full day and night's journey from Lilac Village. How could we possibly see a fire from there? It probably has nothing to do with the Lord."
"That's true."
