"Sky Patrol," who had been carried back indoors, slowly regained consciousness under a servant's care.
But his face was deathly pale.
His gaze was somewhat unfocused, with a trace of indescribable emotion deep in his eyes. His condition could not have been worse.
"My lord..."
"You seem to be ill."
The servant kneeling beside the bed spoke softly.
Sky Patrol's lips moved slightly. What an unfamiliar word. Could Strange Entities actually fall ill?
He did seem to be ill.
He felt utterly weak, unable to muster even a little strength. He did not even want to concern himself with the situation on the front lines anymore. All he wanted now was a good sleep.
Let it be.
After fighting for so many years...
I'm tired, too.
Win or lose...
Just give us an outcome.
The servant kneeling beside the bed paused before continuing softly, "Wan Gui has returned, but he did not report to Fei Yu. He is waiting outside your room now, saying he wishes to see you."
Wan Gui.
The leader of the Strange Entity Clan's elite force on this mission.
Sky Patrol slowly closed his eyes and murmured, "Let him in."
Soon.
Covered in blood, Wan Gui staggered shakily in from outside. He dropped to one knee and said, enunciating every word, "My lord... the Strange Entity Clan's elite strike failed. I believe Fei Yu bears full responsibility."
"To put it bluntly..."
"No one knows the Strange Entity Clan's reserves better than you, my lord."
"I humbly ask you to seize command, remove Fei Yu, and lead the Strange Entity Clan in rallying once more."
He had not escaped.
He had run back.
He had wanted to flee, but the Human Race's army had almost encircled them, and the damned Mortal Domain kept blasting his backside with