Where Is the Second Prince?

When asking the corpse about the convoy, that President Commander had mentioned it.

But Serted Fortress had already fallen. Had this convoy not received the news?

Were they still delivering supplies here?

Wu Heng glanced toward the air. The ghost beside him, invisible, flew straight out.

His gaze returned to Jeffrey as he asked, "How many people? Where were they spotted?"

Jeffrey replied, "Around forty people, with five carriages. They're about two kilometers outside the southern city. The ranger brought back word. They should be nearing the fortress by now."

Five carriages?

Given Serted Fortress's importance, even in peacetime, they should not have sent so few supplies.

Was this the first batch of supplies, or did they have some other purpose?

Wu Heng asked, "They didn't receive word that the fortress had fallen?"

Jeffrey continued, "It's possible they didn't. When the fortress was breached yesterday, fighting began before the other three gates could be opened. The news probably didn't get out."

"The gates weren't opened?"

"No. Serted Fortress is different from Luntam City. Without orders from the President Commander and the commanders, the gates are not permitted to open. The skeletons slaughtered their way through, and by the time they wanted to open them, it was already too late," Jeffrey explained.

The upper ranks of the fortress had been wiped out in one fell swoop by Granda. Who had been left to give an order to open the gates?

Now that he thought about it, the fortress had been like a cage at the time, trapping everyone inside.

By the time they realized the walls had truly fallen and the skeletons were upon them, it was already too late to open the gates.

"So the convoy didn't receive the news and is still delivering supplies," Wu Heng said.

"Yes!" Jeffrey