Just like that, news of the Black Nightmare Army spread across the Hori Kingdom once more.
Because of The Church's earlier announcement, most people had believed that a great battle had truly taken place, that the Black Nightmare Army had been wiped out, and that the mages had been driven out of the country, unable to stir up any more trouble. That was why, when a string of towns along the kingdom's eastern border came under attack, people were so astonished.
What exactly was going on with this army that appeared and vanished like ghosts...?
"Is the Black Nightmare Army really that powerful? They were only defeated a few days ago, and they've already made a comeback so quickly?"
"You idiot! They probably were never truly devastated by The Church. Think about it—this isn't the first time The Church has issued a fake announcement. You still believe them?"
"This... I'm so disappointed in them!"
Without question, this was another heavy blow to The Church's credibility. The announcement from just days ago was still posted on the streets, yet reality had slapped it squarely in the face, turning it into a complete joke. By the next morning, bulletin boards in many places had been scrawled with all manner of curses and obscene organs, while footprints stamped over the words "The Church" stood out glaringly.
At the same time, the wave of rebellion that had only just subsided began to rise again under Benjamin's secret encouragement. And the Black Nightmare Army undoubtedly became the leader in the hearts of the rebels.
"I thought the Black Nightmare Army had really been defeated. Whew... what a relief."
"I wonder how one can become one of their members? What about the Black Nightmare Society? I heard they had been active along the coast before. I