In Huang Shi City, within the Bertich royal palace,
The palace remained as luxurious as ever, resplendent in gold and jade. Yet the guards, attendants, and maids who should have been standing nearby were nowhere to be seen, and an exceptionally oppressive atmosphere filled the entire palace.
"Your Majesty, please leave the palace at once!"
"The Fes army will reach Huang Shi City before long!"
Before the throne, several people knelt on the ground and earnestly pleaded with the figure seated above them, their voices full of urgency.
The Bertich army had completely collapsed. Most of the soldiers had been captured by the Fes army, while those who fled back to Huang Shi City brought news of the devastating defeat.
The entire city was in a state of panic. In particular, while the two armies had been fighting their decisive battle, a group of people had launched a desperate attack on Huang Shi City's gates, completely destroying them.
Now Huang Shi City was like a beautiful woman stripped of her clothes. Even with some soldiers still stationed there, they simply
could not resist the Fes army's invasion.
John Bertich was still dressed in his extravagant, pure gold royal robes. His obese body trembled wildly atop the throne, and he could not take in the servants' advice at all.
"I'm not leaving! I'm not leaving!"
"That was an army of two hundred thousand men! I don't believe it!"
"How is that possible? Where is the Mage Corps? Where is Wendell? What were they doing?"
"This is impossible! Where is that damned Wood? Didn't he promise me there would be no problem? How did they all vanish at once?!"
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! This must be fake!"
The servants below looked at their crazed king with anxious expressions.