After a day and a night of fierce fighting, the tide of nezumi outside the city walls of the Blue Lion King's capital finally began to retreat for the first time. The blind-eyed warriors awoke from their numb slashes, and they were surprised to find no living nezumi around them. After kicking the nezumi down at the edge of the city wall, the soldiers saw that the remaining nezumi began to voluntarily move away from the royal capital and scatter towards the wider forest.

Cheers, coming from the city walls. The sound was even louder than yesterday's trumpet, and when it was heard, the whole city knew their fate and they were safe. Soon, the silence of the city became noisy, and people ran from their houses to the streets almost frantically, hugging acquaintances and strangers, cheering, screaming, and releasing their fears for a day and a night.

"They rejoiced too soon. Cheese stood on the spire of the royal chamber, the highest place in the royal capital except for the royal castle, overlooking the revitalized city, said indifferently.

"Yes? I think they've done a good job. At least the city won't be ...... like the Iron Castle," Elsa, who was beside the mage, seemed to be infected by the inhabitants of the royal capital, and an irrepressible smile appeared on her face. She was happy for the people of the city.

"The rat people left because of hunger. They will eat everything they can eat in the vicinity, and when they get out of the walls, they will find themselves in the desert. Cheese's brow furrowed, the mage was not optimistic about the prospects of this war, and without life-sustaining food, humans could become something even more terrifying than the nezumi in an instant.

"There's always a way. As long as they are alive, they will be able to find a way. Elsa whispered, her voice not loud but firm. The woman who emerged from the snowstorms of the north inherited the heart of the Frost Guardian as strong as ice. For the proprietress that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she must not take the initiative to give up, no, maybe even if there is no hope, the people of Longji Mountain will not bow to the world.

The mage tilted his head, hoping that Elsa was right. This made Cheese stop talking about the topic as much.

"It's time for us to go down, the sun has risen, and someone will see us. The mage said, taking her companion's hand and stepping into a door in the shadows that didn't exist.

"Hey, I'm wondering where you went in the morning!" said a room in the Witch's House, (there had been so many guests here lately that Amia had to use this banquet hall, which was almost never used.) A long walnut table took up most of the dining room, and Jack was munching on a roasted medium-rare beef rib as he walked into the ballroom.

"We went to witness a victory. At least it looks like a victory. Cheese replied, and sat down in the chair closest to him. As soon as he sat down, the cutlery flew to him from the cupboard in the corner of the room. Elsa was obviously shocked by this strange scene, but she was relieved to think that the mage had done many more incredible things than this.

Wolfwalker shrugged, of course he heard the cheers in the street, but it didn't matter to him. Because this small victory was originally a work they completed together. Without the help of Cheese and those dark families, the humans of the royal capital would never have been able to greet the sun of the new day with a smile. And that smile doesn't come without a price.

"The representatives of the major families went back to count the losses. I can assure you that this is their worst loss in almost a hundred years. The witch in red sat on the main seat of the long table, drinking a pot of black tea and said quietly. Accurate data is not yet available, but it is certain that both ghouls, dementors, and even the dwarf race paid the price in blood in last night's secret war. Someone had to pay the bill, and the witch wished it wasn't herself.

"Then let them prepare, the war is far from over, and last night was just the beginning. The mage took a sip of the water that he had floated in front of him, and said nonchalantly that if the battle continued, the number of casualties would only increase. "Compared to that, Ms. Heather, are you sure of our itinerary for today?"

Silently swallowing the last bite of bread in her hand, the female chief knight winked at the cheese. "If you hadn't smashed the Pharmacists Guild again last night, I'd be a little more sure. She put a special emphasis on the word "and", to emphasize that Cheese had visited the Pharmacists' Guild twice in just one day, and that each time it had caused a lot of damage.

"We're all acting in self-defense, and I'm sure the king of the lion isn't that unreasonable, is he?" Although the mage said this, judging by the embarrassed expression on his face, he didn't really have much confidence in his words.

"Just in self-defense?Walking into the heavily guarded Apothecary Guild and stuning most of the staff, and then killing the chief pharmacist and his disciples is justified defense?" If eyes can kill, then Heather's eyes should be able to rip cheese alive now. The body of the false baron has been destroyed due to its properties, and although the body of the chief apothecary can be found, no one can prove that the nezumi is the great apothecary of the blue lion, right? So in conclusion, the cheese must bear a lot of responsibility for the death of these two people.

"I believe that Lothar can provide us with some favorable testimony, and the words of a count of the kingdom should carry quite weight. Cheese spread his hands, trying to find a way out of the female captain's accusations.

"Ha, do I need to remind you that Lord Lothar is now wanted, and although you have won the glorious trial, it was not authorized by the king himself. It's true that the Grand Duke of Blood Axe is His Majesty's henchman, but it's hard to say how much he can say about this kind of thing!" Heather raised an eyebrow. Fighting in the court was completely different from fighting with a sword, and many things that were taken for granted changed when they came to the king's chamber.

"Duke Harold won't vouch for us. With the sound of the door opening, Lothar appeared in the door of the banquet hall. He said with Hearn's hand pinned to his waist and with a gloomy face. "The Grand Duke of Bloodaxe was killed on the walls last night. ”

Dead silence enveloped the table. It's as if Lothar's arrival froze time. Everyone at the table fell into some kind of silence because of the sudden news. If the witness of a glorious judgment dies, will that judgment still be counted? This question suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.