The next day, at dusk, inside the City Lord's Manor in Fang City.
He listened to the scout's report ringing in his ears, stating that the 4th Division deployed in the southern part of Faoken had now been completely wiped out under the Allied Forces' offensive, and that the main enemy army was currently heading north toward Fang City.
Ever since receiving the defeat report of the Cocobia Front the previous night, Lieutenant General Doran, who had hurried over from the Silverstone Mine, felt that his mood at the moment could only be described as rock-bottom.
Especially when he thought of the name of the Allied commander advancing toward their side from the south at that time, he almost couldn't help but feel driven mad.
The Star of Dawn of the Victoria Kingdom—Roxy Sankaster.
This was someone who had never suffered a single defeat since stepping onto the battlefield.
Even Dormammu, whom countless people in the Empire called the White-Haired Demon General, had repeatedly suffered setbacks in his clashes with her due to her Soulheart Art, which could only be described as freakish.
Such an existence destined to go down in history made even Doran, who cared little for military affairs, find this woman's name resounding like thunder.
In Doran's expectations, his life should never have intersected with such a terrifying monster.
After all, if someone like him, who possessed no military talent whatsoever, were ever sent by the Empire to fight her, then the Empire would be about due for its downfall.
"But why, why has this monster come to a battlefield where the Allied Forces already hold a complete advantage?"
"Didn't intelligence say that this monster never likes fighting a downhill battle?"
Doran, sitting in the city lord's chair, felt like crying without tears, and an urge to