Achilles' Heel (3)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation
In the Roland barracks, in a big tent, the atmosphere was depressive. The thick tent canvas kept the sea breeze at bay. The army officers in the tent were gloomy.
Tiger's face was ashen, looking coldly at the two Royal Knights of the Sauron Kingdom. They were both Deputy Commanders; their Regimental Commander was killed in the battle. Right now, the two knight's faces were somber, their eyes filled with guilt.
Tiger firmly clenched his teeth, not saying a word. What to say? What more was there to say? Give them a good scolding? Tell them they were useless? That none of them could stop the Radiant Empire's Lightning God Whip? That the Royal Knights were a bunch of rubbish?
Tiger himself was from the Sauron Kingdom while some other people in the tent now were from the various kingdoms of the Roland Continent.