Frontline (13)

Ang returned to Amnath City two days later.

On the way back, he did not urge the troops to march at full speed. Instead, he deliberately slowed their pace, allowing the Flame Swordsman Regiment and Enchanted Armament Knights to advance steadily at a normal rhythm.

"This coordinated operation was an important trial for us. It wasn't just about completing the mission—we also needed to build trust through working together."

Along the way, Ang specifically called the commander of the Flame Swordsman Regiment and Slock aside and said seriously, "Once you return, make sure to properly review everything, especially the details of coordination between your forces. You can't just rely on battle instincts to hold things together."

Both men nodded in agreement. Slock even gathered several adjutants and began recording the tactical highlights and coordination procedures of the entire campaign.

Ang was quite satisfied with this.

After returning to Amnath City, the first thing Ang did was grant the accompanying soldiers a short leave.

The journey had not been especially perilous, but they had still gone through several fierce battles and earned their rest.

"You came back rather quickly." Natiya leaned against the entrance to the mansion, watching the returning soldiers while looking over the travel-worn Ang.

"I thought there might be some conspiracy behind the mission, but it turned out the Enchanted Armament Women's Warband had some internal problems of its own." Ang smiled. "Once I got them settled, I brought everyone back immediately."

"You didn't run into any legendary experts from the Empire?" There was a trace of probing in Natiya's tone.

"No. I deliberately didn't get too close to the front line. Our area of operations was still fairly far out." Ang shook his head.

"Then it was danger without disaster." Natiya let out a breath of relief.