Carlos Province.
Not long ago, Ryan had still been wondering what kind of power had given birth to that inexplicable threat in the north. Now he had already begun turning his gaze toward the south. He had known it—His Majesty the Emperor taking the field in person, the Four Grand Dukes and the Imperial House's Extraordinary Legion gathered together—how could that possibly pass without making a name for itself?
At this very moment, a force that seemed as if the world were collapsing and order were being destroyed rose and fell in rings through the void, telling him that his thoughts had not been wrong.
Even if all the Extraordinary Legions of the empire's many great nobles were combined, they might still not compare to the joint strength of the Extraordinary Legions controlled by the Four Grand Dukes and the Imperial House. Even so, the fact that the war they had begun could actually grind out a Divine Kingdom Battlefield still left Ryan shocked.
"Who will win?"
Ryan did not know. Although the imperial army was powerful, the Church of Dawn had the most unassailable background of all—The Sun.
Whether the pan-plane fell into the ice-cold of the Northlands or the ruin of war, The Sun hung eternally on high.
It made all mortals and great beings alike understand that even among gods, there were differences.
"Floyd is far too bold. He actually dared to join the battle in person."
Ryan sighed as he entered the camp of the Imperial Second Legion. Though he said that, he also had to admit that Floyd had done the most correct thing.
At this moment, the imperial provincial-level allied armies that should originally have arrived here only after several days, or even dozens of days, had begun appearing today. Why? Of course because