94 Ch. 94: Insomnia

The message was curt and impactful, but the reaction was not.

Respect glitters in the eyes of the generals and the trust that had nearly bled away when the Erudian army was on the losing side was replenished in full. Already, heralds from within the tent have gone out to officially announce the news to every soul within the camp, turning the hopeful rumors into a blessed reality. After all, save for the overpowered weapon of the eruptions, the Sarsavalians were never the Erudian Empire's opponents in the slightest. The map tables have been swept clean of flags, revealing the terrain of the Erudian-Sarsavalian border that shall soon cease to exist.

"Long live the Erudian Empire! Long live Emperor Helio!" I can hear shouts and praises ringing from outside. Ironically, the fanatic cries echoing into the strategy tent remind me a little too much of the fervent prayer sessions with Bishop Duvernay.