He also brought along all the Mire Wasps.
The target this time — 30 kilometers south, an area covered with tall black grass, where the worshippers of the evil demigod, the Master of Stench and Flies, reside.
If they dare to attack Weilu City, they must be prepared to face the consequences!
He never postpones vengeance overnight.
Lear's gaze was cold and indifferent.
After the army gathered, he thought for a moment and sent someone to summon Bain's granddaughter, the only alchemist in Weilu City, who created a 3-star Alchemy Potion —
Donia.
Upon seeing Lear, this thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was quite shy.
"Good day, Lord..."
After a timid bow, her hands were twisting the cloth bag she was holding, not daring to look at him directly.
Lear stared at the little girl and spoke slowly.
"Donia, you should know, last night a brutal enemy attacked the territory."
"We lost dozens of warriors because of this, and this grudge must be settled... blood must repay blood."