Griffins

April was the season when the Holy Continent warmed up, but this year's spring was still bitterly cold due to the climate. The abnormal weather had slowed the growth of the winter wheat that was supposed to be harvested.

This prevented the farmers from continuing their work. They could not plant new crops, leaving the already desperate humans even more helpless.

In a wheat field in the Grand Duchy of Thunderclap, where a few ears of wheat had only just appeared, an army of twenty thousand knights was marching across the fields.

Beside the wheat field, the unclosed eyes of the murdered farmers seemed to stare unwillingly at the still-growing wheat.

"How much longer until we reach the Duchy of Camai?" First Prince Alec asked the Grand Knight Commander beside him.

"Your Highness Alec, we can enter the territory of the Duchy of Camai in half a day!" the Grand Knight Commander replied with a bow.

This powerful knight army was the force of the Kingdom of Saint Ellis, commanded by First Prince Alec. Relying on two hundred Griffin Knights in the sky, they had slaughtered every living thing they encountered along the way.

More than several thousand nobles and commoners had already been killed along their route. As many as fifty Intermediate Wizards had also been dispatched to conceal the movements of the army and its thirty-thousand-strong logistics force.

Before the army gathered, the intelligence network of the Kingdom of Saint Ellis had already gone all out to nearly wipe out the immature intelligence network of the Duchy of Camai. Only then could this army arrive unexpectedly near the duchy.

According to the principle of taking the nearest route, this powerful army should have advanced toward the former territory of the Keen Duchy, but First Prince Alec rejected that