Those fellows outside the city were blaspheming and humiliating their god, so naturally they could not hold themselves back.
"Heh, blasphemer—that title does have a nice ring to it!"
"However, you had best first pass on what I just said to your god. Perhaps your god truly will be willing to surrender to our Lord Nalant."
"After all, before our Lord Nalant, even you god legions are unable to withstand a single blow. Surrendering now is your only chance."
Yet the city guard commander still wore that face that made people want to hit him as he answered the members of the Wave Legion above.
"Damned blasphemer, you will surely die a miserable death!"
The people atop the city wall did not know how to strike back at the city guard commander.
After all, they had suffered a loss in Holy City a few days ago before retreating here.
In that sense, what the other side said really did have some reason to it.
Of course, even if they had nothing to say, the other side was blaspheming their divine lord and insulting their Wave Legion, so they naturally had to curse back.
But when he heard the curses from the opposite side, the city guard commander only looked bored. You people can only take a little advantage with your mouths.
If you have the ability, you can come straight down. I don't mind dueling you.
The city guard commander was smug and self-satisfied, certain the other side did not dare leave the gate.
"Hmph!"
But just then, a pressure spread out from within Grayrock City, then instantly enveloped the city guard commander's entire body.
The city guard commander, who had still been wearing a smile, immediately stiffened, because that pressure had come precisely from the God of Waves, accompanied