"So that's how it is. I thought we might have had a little more time, but that's life, isn't it? The things you hate always happen at the worst possible time. How awful." After hearing the report from his human soldiers, Peperoncino let out a rueful sigh.
"Um, Count?" The human soldier looked at the contemplative Peperoncino and spoke cautiously.
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly sane. Tell everyone to evacuate, abandon the northern district, and guide the residents to the shelters we prepared in advance. Have the Goblin soldiers withdraw to the shelters as well. Remember, protecting the residents comes first. Don't even think about fighting the Mors."
Peperoncino's subordinates were not limited to human soldiers; he also had Goblin soldiers. They had been the main force against the Mors, but that had been the old plan. Now that the Mors could grow by devouring Goblins, those Goblins were no longer strong enough.
"But if no one defeats the Mors, the shelters will soon—"
"Don't worry. The Child of Prophecy is on our side. They'll definitely deal with those Mors." Peperoncino cut him off before he could finish.
"It's our turn to act. Leave the Mors in the eastern waters to you." Da Vinci spoke at once. The Mors inside the city were still a minor issue; the key was the thousand Mors coming from the eastern sea. If they entered the city, Norwich would be finished. Of everyone present, only Shen Fei could deal with them.
"Leave it to me." A thousand Mors was an unbeatable number to the Goblins. Even if the Fae Knights came with the Queen's Army to subjugate them, they would suffer devastating losses. But for Shen Fei, it was merely a matter of using a Noble Phantasm.
"There are too many of them. We can't