It was evening.
The workers in Chun Prefecture City were still hard at work.
This was why the Dragon Kingdom could flourish.
Its people were hardworking and down-to-earth, building their own homes with their own hands.
Inside the hotel.
Twelve people gathered around the sofa, confidently studying a map.
Spread across the coffee table was a map of Chun Prefecture.
Weiss solemnly pointed at its northeastern corner. "This is where Chun Prefecture's government offices are concentrated. Francis, take three people here and purify it."
"I hope there aren't too few people. Hehe, the Divine Fire I just learned needs lots and lots of heathen souls. Hehe."
"Oh, you sly bastard actually learned Divine Fire. I can't wait to hear Chun Prefecture's rabble screaming as the divine flames roast their souls."
Their companions all gave him envious looks.
Francis raised his head proudly. "These lowlifes will surely thank me for purifying their souls with Divine Fire. Haha!"
"I don't think they'll get the chance to thank you, because their souls will become fuel for the divine flames. Haha!"
Weiss nodded with a smile, then pointed due west. "Large quantities of building materials are stored here. Puko, take three people and destroy the warehouses."
"When Little White Tiger returns to Chun Prefecture and sees that supplies worth over a hundred million have been destroyed, he'll go berserk. Haha!"
The knights exchanged excited smiles.
When Little White Tiger returned, he would find everyone in Chun Prefecture slaughtered and even its supplies burned to nothing.
Years of painstaking effort destroyed overnight-how would that feel?
"Little White Tiger is set on expanding Chun Prefecture... hehe, then we'll destroy all his hopes."
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Weiss's eyes. "The rest of you will follow me into Eight-Nine Prefecture and capture Yu Leer."
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