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The royal banner had fallen, but this was only the beginning. Establishing the New Order would not be easy. Before everything stabilized, countless matters needed to be handled. For Gawain, the only good news was that the resistance he had to face had collapsed for various reasons. Ansu had undergone a thorough cleansing in this disaster. What lay before him was a ruin waiting to be rebuilt—and only a ruin waiting to be rebuilt.

Moreover, he had gained the support of the two Guardian Dukes, as well as that of the remaining families in the royal capital—at least on the surface.

The fighting in the southern and eastern districts of Saint Suniel had not completely ended. Mechanized forces and field bunkers had carved those areas into countless no-man's-land death zones. Crystal Cluster Monsters wandering over from the Holy Spirit Plain continuously turned to ash on those blockades as though entering a grinder.

The fleet docked along the Gorgon River had completed its fire support mission. Aside from the Pioneer and several small gunboats remaining near Saint Suniel on standby, the other two main battleships had already withdrawn with the rest of the vessels. They would return to the Gorgon River Channel and continue blockading it, preventing any Crystal Cluster Monsters that slipped through from reaching the western plain.

The armored cargo ships had departed with them, but they were not leaving for good. For some time to come, they would maintain the transport route between Saint Suniel and the southern plain, ensuring the royal capital's supplies.

Saint Suniel was desperately short of supplies after the great war, particularly medical supplies of all kinds. If the supply of essential goods to the royal capital could not be restored in time, the city might collapse into self-destruction after its victory. History held