"After that...?"


    "We fled as far away as possible, to the safest place. We kept running, running until we finally planted our flag near this area, Valharat territory. That was the moment the Aishus army began."


    Anima spoke in a calm tone, casually explaining a tragic event.


    "Having lost my arm, I could no longer wield a sword. From that day on, I searched for every available military treatise and devoured them. I thought our army was lacking in strategists. Luckily, I seemed to have some ability in that area, as studying didn’t prove too difficult."


    "Jinor Nighhardt."


    "Yes?"


    "He was the last chancellor of the Unified Empire. He was someone who had eaten from the Aingart family’s table."


    At that moment, Anima’s eyes briefly flashed with something almost like anger, a faint trace of fury barely concealed behind her usual calm expression.


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