I only wanted to retire, but I ended up becoming an extremely popular character.

In the official records of the Holy Kingdom of Baines, the city of Sallom has long been renamed "Triumphant City".

Because in the ancient language of the Oserwell Empire, "Sarlom" had the connotation of "swords pointing westward" and aggression.

The Holy Kingdom could not continue using this name, so it was renamed "Triumphant City" to commemorate the Holy Kingdom's great victory in the war against the Empire.

Inside the command headquarters of the "Black Sheep Holy Chief" division, Brigadier General Olgat Noval, having just returned from the Holy Kingdom's Ministry of Defense, was striding through the tense corridor.

Outside the window, the sounds of artillery fire and gunfire rose and fell in turn, tearing through the night and illuminating Olgat's calm face.

Olgat, age 48, Brigadier General, commander of the "Black Sheep Holy Head" Division.

Time has etched the marks of hardship on his angular face, but it has also sharpened his gray eyes, making them seem to see into people's hearts.

His broad shoulders and chest, accentuated by his military uniform, gave him a sharp and upright posture that exuded a sense of strength accumulated over the years, and his gait carried a calm and composed aura honed by years of military service.

He ignored the noise around him, slowly took out a simple sandwich from the paper bag in his hand, took a bite, and chewed it leisurely.

A lieutenant from the Holy Kingdom followed closely behind Olgart, jogging briskly with fine beads of sweat on his forehead: "Brigadier General Olgart, while you were away, those damned Imperial troops launched a surprise attack on Triumph City."

"It has been confirmed that the Empire has deployed a total of three corps. The corps leading the attack is the 'Imperial Blade' corps, and the designations of the other two corps are still being verified."

"This battle is extremely strange. Captain Dean from Segner Town reported that 'everything is normal'!"

"But Triumph City, under such 'normal' circumstances, was attacked by the Empire with a force of three legions."

"Neither our forward reconnaissance nor the town of Segna, which should have served as a shield, issued any effective warnings."

"After the attack on Triumph City, when we inquired with the town of Segner, they mysteriously lost contact with us."

"I can't believe that the eight hundred garrison soldiers of Segner and Captain Dean would betray their country."

"Considering the worst-case scenario, they may have already died for their country."

"But Segner town still has eight hundred garrison troops, and Captain Dean is stationed there as well."

"That doesn't make sense at all. If there were fierce battles in Segna, there's no way we wouldn't have noticed."

"However, until Triumph City was attacked, an eerie tranquility permeated the town of Segna."

"Currently, we have dispatched a reconnaissance team to the direction of Segna town to investigate the situation."

The lieutenant's voice trembled slightly, and his tone even carried a hint of anxiety, clearly indicating that the current situation was not optimistic.

He quietly looked up at Olgat's profile.

He dared not tell Olgart the worst news so directly, for he feared the wrath of "Ghost General" Olgart.

Olgat's lips curled up, his expression remaining calm, without a trace of anger.

He took a big bite of his sandwich, swallowed slowly, and then said, "If it were the 'Imperial Blade' legion, it wouldn't be surprising if they created some unexpected major event."

"On the contrary, it's only if they don't cause anything major that people worry about whether Xavier is secretly plotting something!"

Olgat was Xavier's old rival, so he knew him to some extent.

This man never fights a war he's not prepared for. Once he makes a move, he always uses various tricks to catch his opponent off guard.

The title "Imperial Blade" is no joke.

"Anything else? You haven't finished talking yet!" Olgat stuffed the rest of the sandwich into his mouth and then licked his fingers.

The lieutenant snapped back to reality, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he continued speaking in a dry voice, uttering the more somber part:

"Brigadier General Olgat, the current situation in Triumph City is also... equally not optimistic."

He took a deep breath and forced himself to present the terrible battle report in a clear and organized manner: "Under the despicable surprise attack launched by the 'Imperial Blade' Legion, our first line of defense has been swiftly breached."

"Although we have done our best to organize a counterattack and defend, the enemy's initial offensive was exceptionally fierce, and the breakthrough points are still expanding."

"Just recently, the city's second core line of defense... also fell."

"Currently, only the last line of defense remains in Triumph City."

"Our 'Black Sheep Saint' Division and the 28th Division are engaged in fierce fighting with three Imperial legions on the third line of defense."

"If you had come back any later, I really can't imagine what would have happened next."

After speaking, the lieutenant lowered his head, his face revealing undisguised worry and lingering fear. He was prepared to face the wrath of the emperor.

If the bad news from Segner was just a blow to the head...

The fact that Triumph City's defenses were breached in two lines in such a short period of time was undoubtedly a catastrophic blow that would make any commander's heart sink.

Even the lieutenant himself was worried for Brigadier General Olgat, wondering whether Triumph City could be defended.

"Isn't there still another line of defense?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to freeze the surrounding air for a moment.

An invisible yet chilling anger spread out.

He gazed at the sky outside the window, reddened by the firelight, and said, word by word, "Want to take Triumph City? Not so easy!"

"Currently, Lieutenant Colonel Nathaniel Wright is leading the 'Black Sheep Saint' Division on the third line of defense, defending against the Empire's attack."

The lieutenant glanced at Olgat, then revealed a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction: "Besides, Captain Curtis has disappeared again. We can't find him anywhere, and we can't contact him either."

"At such a crucial moment, he..."

In his words, the lieutenant also seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Curtis's willful and capricious nature.

Olga interrupted him, his tone flat: "Curtis, I sent him on a mission. He won't be back for a while, so you don't need to look for him."

After saying that, Olgat strode confidently toward the core area of ​​the command post.

He had just returned from the Holy Kingdom's Ministry of Defense. So much had happened during his absence that the command center must have accumulated a lot of confusing information and unresolved issues.

Before personally heading to the most critical front lines, he must first sort out the current battle situation, resolve the most important matters at hand, and assign the most urgent tasks.

As for the third line of defense, with Lieutenant Colonel Nathaniel there and the "Black Sheep Saint" division trusted by Olgat, he wasn't too worried that the Empire would quickly break through the third line of defense of Triumph City.

The real contest has only just begun.