"Alive. Not killed."
After dropping that one sentence, Celeste walked straight into the manor.
The two Low-tier Soul Intent Arcanists who had come here with him each led two High-rank Gold Spellcasters and six High-rank Silver Spellcasters into the area around the manor to set up a magical barrier.
A long while later, the official finally recovered from his terror.
He hurried forward and checked the breathing of the officer lying at the gate. After discovering that he was still alive, he did not dare delay any longer and scrambled toward the nearest military camp to have them come and carry these men back.
As for reporting to his superiors, that could wait until later.
That night, inside the Royal Palace's Administrative Hall, Damian looked at the military report sent from Tyrannus Fortress and could not help frowning.
"Your Majesty, Minister Berichi requests an audience." A black-armored knight entered the hall, knelt on one knee, and reported respectfully.
"Let him in."
"Yes."
Three minutes later, Berichi arrived in the hall, bowed, and immediately began reporting what had happened during the day.
"More than six hundred soldiers, including the level-seven professional you personally selected, all lost consciousness at the same time?"
"Yes." Berichi confirmed it again.
After receiving his affirmative answer, Damian did not reply at once. He lifted the military report in his hand with battle aura and sent it before Berichi. "Look at this first."
Hearing that, Berichi took the document with both hands, then opened it under Damian's gaze and quickly skimmed through its contents.
When he saw that the more than sixty thousand troops stationed at Tyrannus Fortress had been suppressed in an instant, his body could not help trembling slightly.
Suppressing that fear born of his survival instincts, Berichi continued reading the rest.
Half a minute