He had to pay the debt he had owed before.
Corsa understood what Francis meant. His eyes became sharp. He would not spare that man, and he would take revenge for this hatred.
"I understand, master. I will follow your orders."
Corsa's eyes became resolute. This time, their hatred must be ended. He would never let it go.
Just thinking of this, Corsa could imagine that Draculage would died miserably.
"Gather all the people to go to the front line."
Draculage probably didn't expect that Corsa would recover in such a short time, and Francis would attack him so soon.
Francis was very powerful. About ten minutes later, almost all the people gathered there.
The so-called front line was just the castle they were going to occupy last time.
Francis and his men stopped not far away.
There were many skeleton soldiers inside and outside the castle. They were the subordinates of the enemy.
Francis could see from a distance that Draculage had reinforced the city wall.