Inside Alba's Golden Tent, the summoned scout spoke in a trembling voice: "Great Chieftain, we've spotted traces of a huge army to the north! Its banners bear the Crimson Dragon Banner of the Greiman Family!"
The red-hot branding iron slipped from Alba's hand. "Ridiculous!" He hurried to the tent entrance and pointed toward Stone Bridge Town as he shouted, "Wasn't Greiman's main force there?"
The scout immediately fell to his knees, pressing his forehead to the ground. "It's absolutely true. We saw thousands upon thousands of soldiers..."
Alba's single eye contracted violently. He strode out of the Golden Tent and gazed far into the north.
At that moment, he still couldn't see anything. But if the scout was telling the truth...
"Great Chieftain, could it be the army of the Aldo Royal Family coming to reinforce Greiman?" his beloved general, Kalem, speculated.
"That doesn't make sense..." Alba's rough fingers clenched tightly. "The royal army should be coming from the south! Why would they detour north?"
Acosta, who had been scared half to death by the branding iron, suddenly brightened. A trace of clarity returned to his eyes.
Tears streaming down his face, he shouted, "That army must be Greiman's main force! They must have come from Laos! This proves it, Great Chieftain Alba—I didn't lie to you!"
Alba was already agitated, and Acosta's interruption only fanned his anger.
"Shut up!" he roared, kicking Acosta aside. The force of the blow was so great that Acosta fainted on the spot.
In truth, Alba had already guessed most of it. Acosta might really have been wrongfully accused.
His army was attacking the Northwest Legion's weak point. Clearly, once the human main force far away in Laos received the news, it had immediately come to reinforce them.
But then a tremendous sense of