"Let's go. They're finished." The Wyvern Knight captain shook his head, neither pleased nor saddened. Although those nearly ten thousand people had not been directly killed by them, they had still indirectly died by their hand. They had merely hastened the destruction of those madmen.
"Mm. I wonder how the remnants of the Empire are doing now. We haven't encountered any imperial forces along the way..." Vilin Angus said worriedly.
"Don't overthink it. Since the imperial decree in our hands is summoning us, that means the Empire still has an heir!" The Wyvern Knight captain took out a glittering golden decree. To make their return more reasonable, the system had not implanted memories into them like it had for those who had appeared directly beside Roland in the past. Instead, it had produced an imperial decree as a medium. After all, that thing was a magical item used by the emperor of the Lagrange Empire to summon stationed troops and nobles from all over.
"That's true!" Vilin Angus took out his own decree and gazed at the sun emblem engraved upon it. One of the eight points representing sunlight was now emitting a gentle glow. This was the decree's positioning array. Those who held a decree could use its positioning array to find the person who had issued it.
"All troops! Withdraw!" Vilin Angus waved his hand at the still-churning Redwater River and gave the order. Even if there were survivors, they would be swept away by the current and ultimately drown beneath the water, unable to break through the ice.
"Roar!" Accompanied by a somewhat shrill Dragon's Roar, the Wyvern Knights took to the skies first and flew ahead. While scouting the route, they could also help the infantry clear threats along the way.
Bang!
At the river