May 28, 2022 - 2 minutes read - 256 words
I’m exhausted, I sit down on the Cyclops I defeated and look around.
The area is full of monster corpses, soldiers are starting to drag the useless ones like goblins to bonfires to burn. Orcs are being butchered while wolves are being stripped of their fur before the carcasses are tossed on the bonfires.
The eyes and livers of Cyclopses seem to be useful for medicine, but the rest is being burned. If we leave the corpses as is, they could become zombies or rot and cause sickness to the nearby city.
Once the armies are down with the cleanup, we’ll get back on the way home.
With the dead and injured riding in carriages, the army sets off back to the Royal Capital. We walk with joy and sadness.
As for my Eighth Army, we had some injuries but no deaths. That’s a huge success!
Count Newgarden had his possessions confiscated and his family was erased from the aristocratic lists. They were downgraded to commoners and sent to the Royal Capital to work.
He managed to escape the death penalty as he didn’t betray the Kingdom to another nation. I mean, he sort of betrayed the Kingdom by letting the dungeon overflow, but that’s up to the King, not me.
The commander of the militia who escaped was later arrested and sent to work in the mines as a convict. The Newgarden territory became a holding of the Royal Family for the moment, it will be given to a different noble family in the future.
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