Flow of Blood (Part 1)

His eyebrows furrowed and looked at Gingo, trying to think where exactly it all went wrong. Sure, the enemy was well-prepared, but Bright Village was in no way weak compared to other villages. Even if it was defeated, it shouldn't have been this… crushing, this helpless. 

He looked at the man in front of him. Just how much of the chaos that happened before and during the war his doing? 

Micheal opened his lord panel to see the list of population, his blue eyes scanning the names, as well as the loyalties. The average was still around 60s.

And Gingo's… was as is. 

This made his blonde brows furrow. "How… your loyalty…" 

"There's a treasure that was lent to me by my friends, allowing me to add 50 to my loyalties," Gingo kindly supplied, obviously not caring what he heard at this point.