"..."
Elianna and Kyle were watching from a distance as the king gathered up an army to attack Verc once more.
From a high stone balcony overlooking the sprawling courtyard of the royal capital, the Saintess and the holy knight stood quietly in the shade of a white marble pillar. Below them, thousands of soldiers cheered, and banners bearing the emblems of the four major churches snapped in the wind.
The two of them, along with the squad under them, were part of the first expedition group that failed the first attempt.
They still remember from that fateful day when Verc and his people had effortlessly dismantled their elite vanguards. They knew the terrifying depth of their power, the chilling density of Verc's dark mana, and the unbreakable resolve of the subordinates who served under him.
They knew that Verc and his people would still be strong even after fighting Morcant, one of the Demon Kings.
