Over the past two weeks, Serlun's troops had not advanced very quickly. Under such circumstances, there was still no news of reinforcements from Riska's side.
That evil god was probably doomed... Roy thought.
Roy could think of it, and naturally Serlun could as well. Serlun was furious now. He had thought that even if Riska was unwilling to provide too many reinforcements, he could at least send several dozen or a hundred demons as a token gesture. Yet he had never expected Riska to be so utterly ruthless!
In a fit of rage, Serlun had someone bring water and, at the cost of considerable magic power, cast a Water Mirror Spell in an attempt to contact Riska.
This world also had magic meant for communication. However, because the elements here were relatively active, long-distance communication magic suffered severe interference, causing distortion, garbled speech, and other problems. Thus, communication magic was generally used only for major matters. Under normal circumstances, letters remained the more reliable method of communication.
The Water Mirror Spell was somewhat like a video call. As Roy watched from the side, Serlun actually managed to contact Riska. Riska's figure in the water looked blurry and distorted. The moment the connection went through, Serlun roared at the image, "Damn it, Riska! Fine, you refused to send reinforcements, but why did you kill the messenger I sent!?"
"W-what...?" Riska on the other end took quite a while to respond. He probably had not heard Serlun clearly and wore a stunned expression.
Serlun had no choice but to repeat himself. Riska replied with a baffled look, "You sent someone to deliver a letter to me? I never received anything!"
The voice from the other side was distorted as well, but Serlun still heard it clearly. He could not help roaring, "Still