At the mountain pass north of the valley, a small human camp had been established. It stood in a forest clearing surrounded by ancient trees and consisted of only a few gray tents, secured between the rubble with ropes and wooden stakes. A flagpole had also been planted nearby for appearances, with the red-and-white battle flag of the White Legion hanging from it.
There were a dozen or so Imperial Knights in the camp, though most lay sprawled across the ground. Only four could still stand: one obvious nobleman in a fur-collared coat who appeared to be the leader of these Imperial soldiers, a woman dressed as a nun, a young nobleman, and a trembling Skeleton Frame.
Without a doubt, the three were Sidney, Brando, and Rotten Knight Krot.
Clatter— Brando frowned as he tossed Crimson Blessing onto the ground, along with the miscellaneous equipment on his body. Most of it had been badly damaged in the battle with White. Fortunately, he had barely had anything left after the great explosion in Dead Frost Forest anyway, and many of the items had been inferior magical objects temporarily borrowed from Beru and the alchemy master Taman to fill in the gaps. He felt no pain over losing them.
The only valuable things were Ronia's Rift and a few rings and necklaces. Equipment worn on those parts was not easily damaged in the first place. As for Ronia's Rift, it truly lived up to its reputation as a classical piece of equipment passed down from the era of the Twilight War. It had remained completely undamaged under White's attacks. Without that breastplate, he might not have lived long enough for Sidney to arrive and save his life.
With White's power at the time approaching the Sage Domain, she had firmly suppressed his