"It went very smoothly, master." In my mind, Carrie said in a somewhat excited tone. Compared to the victory of the war, Carrie carrie carries another gain. "You have caught this magician who locked you. After we go back, we should be able to successfully analyze how this lock is constructed and how to eliminate it. Based on this, it is equivalent to the fact that the gods in the star field will find it difficult for them to pose a fatal threat to you."

If they could not judge how the so-called "magic lock" was used before, then now they already know. The problem lies with Yilan. The captured Bernando had never seen Ash Rufate before, and he had never even been to Syvania. It was impossible to use magic to lock Ash Rufate at all. Moreover, unlike the previous estimate, Bernando did not know how to cut off this "lock".

Ash Rufate has been staying in the Purple Stone for a while. The reason for staying here is because he needs to know the situation in another place for the time being and clean up the battlefield. The problem of handling after the war is quite serious, because due to the Holy Water, the number of his undead legions has been greatly reduced after the battle. Although the black magicians tried their best, too many undead creatures have been destroyed too much to be exploited again.

Of course, Ashu Rufate no longer needs to worry about anyone who dares to attack him. In this decisive battle, Ryan's army was almost wiped out. It would take them at least ten years to make up for the losses of the Ryans in this battle. At least for a long time, Ashu Rufate no longer needs to worry about the Ryans attacking him, and may even never have to worry about this issue.

"Duke, the latest situation has come. The letter is detailed." A subordinate brought him news. "It can be confirmed that the ranger led by General Beral has retreated along the original road. A large number of discarded items were found on the road. It seems that they were retreating at full speed and should have arrived in Mir City now. I suggest," the black magician hesitated. "If you want that city... it is better to take this opportunity..."

"I'm just confirming it." Asu Ruffat replied lightly. The news was completely expected. He also felt that Bereal would definitely do something, but he didn't expect it to retreat quickly. Theoretically, without magical communication, the result of the Purple Stone Battle should take a short time to reach Bereal's ears. However, Bereal was obviously more informed than expected. He had already applied oil to his feet at noon, when the fierce battle here was in full swing here.

If Berel hadn't been responsible for the city's defense, he might have tried it out, whether he could defeat the city. But since it was Berel, then forget it. Anyway, Mir City is not a key factor for him. Expanding a little territory but taking on more heavy defense responsibilities is not cost-effective for him, who already has a vast land and sparsely populated Sivania.

"Is the handling work over?" Ashu Rufat asked several other subordinates around him. After this battle, he received a large number of prisoners and a mountain of various weapons and equipment. These things were not very useful to the Immortal Legion, but they were also valuable materials.

"It's almost done," a subordinate replied. "But we need to mobilize some manpower except the Immortal Legion. But these are trivial matters, just leave it to us."

"Well, if you lack manpower, go find Damon." Ashu Rufate replied. "You all go and do it. I hope all the work today can be completed and I will go back tomorrow."

The subordinates quickly left and needed a lot of busy work. Ashu Rufate stood here alone. This was a small hill on the edge of the battlefield, surrounded by large bushes, with some blue and white flowers dotted between the vibrant shrub leaves.

"Did I win?" he murmured to himself in a voice that he could only hear.

"You won, master. You destroyed the enemy's main force and found the key to fighting the 'magic lock'! If you don't believe it yet, then look around and look at the sky, white clouds, mountains and green grass. All of this is a proof that you are still alive! You win!"

"I won! I won!" Ash Rufate suddenly shouted from his chest. His hands clasped his fists tightly and slammed on a branch next to him. The branch shook for a moment, removed his fist strength, and then returned to his original form.

It seems that he has never felt this way. When he was with Thomas, he seemed to have won many battles at that time, but never felt this way. He was the same when he was a green boss. It seemed that he was excited everywhere in his body and wanted to vent in some way.

"Because this time, it's a real victory. 'Victory' does not mean defeating the enemy, but achieving the goal." Carrie explained softly in her mind. "You should want to go back now, right?"

"go back?"

"Go home," Carrie said. "Go back to your castle. There, there are people waiting for you."

Someone was waiting for me... Ashu Rufate unconsciously looked into the distance. Of course, because the distance was too far, even his eyesight could not see the dark castle. Then he suddenly understood what the excitement in his heart was. He was eager to tell someone the news that he had won... maybe two people.

...

"…It's fortunate that the vampire followed the tradition and allowed the other party's record officer to leave the battlefield. This left us with precious first-hand information on this war. This allowed the process of this war to be completely left for future generations to observe..."

"...From today's perspective, based on all aspects of the situation, we can clearly see that although the Ryans have a large army, this decisive battle was not the time. General Berel's detour from the small path was bold and clever, but it did not cause a serious blow to the military strength of the Immortal Legion itself, nor could he get the response from the Bin clan. On the surface, it seems that he has a huge advantage, but in fact he has not yet transformed the strategic favorable situation into an absolute advantage on the battlefield. Assuming Leto can delay for a while, assuming Leto can send a medium-sized reinforcement for Berel... Perhaps the final result will be completely different. Of course, history cannot be assumed..."

"... Although Berel tried his best to advise Leto, in the end, because of underestimating the enemy and greed for merit, Leto was determined to have a decisive battle with the vampire. However, as people know, Leto may have a certain talent in governing and strategic vision, but it was the first time that he commanded the battle. He made all the mistakes a novice could make..."

"...The knights attacked with all their might, trying to break out of the fragile zombies. Unfortunately, Leto's formation could not leverage the advantages of the knights, and did not leave enough space for the knights to expand their formation, making the knights unable to fully utilize the power of the charge. The battle eventually turned into a stalemate... Then other undead legions tangled up and besieged the brave knights from all directions..."

"The battle ended... only a very small number of people escaped the massacre. Leto is one of these few lucky people. His life was exchanged for countless Ryan Knights..."

——Excerpt from "The War of Syvania"

"General! General!" Robin ran in quickly and shouted excitedly. In the room, Belar was looking for something on the map with a pen. Seeing Robin come in, Belar put down the pen and straightened his body.

"What's wrong, Robin? What's the good news?"

"General, the scout came to report that the vampire has led the Immortal Legion to retreat to Sivania." Robin said excitedly. "This information has been reconnaissanced and repeatedly confirmed, absolutely true."

"Haha... It's true as I expected... He is a smart man and will not take this risk... But Robin, we must not relax. We notify the scouts to strengthen reconnaissance, and we must speed up the work and complete all the fortifications required for the city defense."

"There is a better news, Lord General."

“Best news?”

"General Beral, I have received the order from the king!"

"Which king?" Berel frowned.

"Two kings, General. The achievements you made in this war have been recognized by the two kings." When Robin said this, he clearly saw an indescribable smile on Beller's face.

"You have been appointed Lord of Yarel and have been given a lifetime honorary position as a court advisor of Ryan. In addition, you may also receive a bounty."

"Yarel? Where is that?" asked Belarel. "It sounds quite familiar."

"On the borders of the two countries, it can be regarded as a disputed area now. It is a rich territory... But if it is enthroned to you, I believe that the two countries will not have disputes over the ownership of this city for the time being." Robin said excitedly. "It is said that commercial taxes alone can provide you with more than 6,000 gold coins every year. Unfortunately, it is not a hereditary territory... The relevant specific documents have not arrived yet, but the news has been sent through magical messaging."

“Is there anything else?”

"Well, the latest news. The Ryan people have issued relevant orders and Leto must bear full responsibility for the defeat. He was revoked the Duke's title and confiscated a large part of his private wealth. In addition, a Ryan army will soon come to reinforce us, strengthen the defense here, and ensure that the vampires cannot seize the city... By the way, there is the last news... Our King may be calling you back to the country soon. I heard... the situation in our northwest is a bit tense... The barbarians attacked again and may invade the White Fort. So His Majesty is anxious to let you go back."
Chapter completed!