163 Chapter 163: The War part 5 (2/2)
Caesar led his small army to the middle of the huge troll-stronghold. They passed by the many houses and huts that were set aflame until they reached the grand palace that was currently surrounded by fox-kin women and men.
Akari, with her long raven black hair, stood at the top of the staircase. Blood was splattered on her face and clothes as she executed a troll commander with her katana-esque weapon. The rest of the fox-kin cheered in response to her execution and they finally noticed Caesar and his group.
”L-Lord” Akari spoke first and kneeled on the ground, shock and confusion were evident in her voice. It was clear that she didn't expect his arrival until much later if at all. Caesar forced a smile at her abnormal reaction and patted her on the shoulder.
”No need for formalities, brief me of the situation while we walk…” Caesar spoke softly and walked past her, to which she recollected her self and caught up with him, ”the trolls were completely unsuspecting when we attacked… I used my elites to infiltrate the stronghold and pull the lever allowing our entire army to flood in and massacre the enemy” she said excitedly, fishing for praise.
”Good work, how many casualties?” Caesar asked after they walked through a large entrance and entered into a huge courtyard filled with fountains, grass, and marble. In the middle of the courtyard were many injured fox-kin being bandaged and treated by the others.
”Although we caught them by surprise, we still lost about one-fourth of our battalion and another fourth has been injured” she replied sadly and looked towards the ground in shame. Even though they had more soldiers, and caught them off guard, she still let so many of her warriors die.
Caesar, who had expected such a result nodded his head whilst patting Akari on the head, ”you did a good job, now go outside and help Ebisu direct our soldiers to defend the gates… I want you to also feed them and bandage our injured” Caesar ordered and quickened his pace, leaving Akari behind.
Once he left Akari's presence, he mindlessly turned a few corners until he entered into what he presumed to be the throne room. Many sturdy pillars, vases, and murals were present. In the middle of the room, lay a throne made out of pure gold.
Caesar, however, was in no mood to appreciate the extravagant room, but instead, his previous composed expression was replaced by one full of anger. He gripped his fists tightly and smashed the beautiful vase to his right.
”DAMN IT!” he shouted and breathed heavily. He hated the fact that he wasn't strong enough to save neither Andrea nor Musashi. And now there was a chance of Zul'thar using them as a hostage, that is if Musashi didn't kill himself first.
Although they did a lot of damage and took over the troll stronghold, whilst also procuring a large number of supplies, their losses were considerable. At the rate it was going, even if they somehow won, there wouldn't be much of a clan left.
An intense rage overtook Caesar as he smashed a few more valuable items before finally getting ahold of himself and breathing deeply to calm himself. His contorted expression turned back to normal and he left the palace chambers to find a group troll brats being led by Akari.
”Lord, we found these children in a training facility, should we let them go or perhaps, train them to be our own?” Akari asked hesitantly, she had just heard a domineering shout and many things cracking, so she was somewhat fearful of being in Caesar's presence at the moment.
Caesar glanced at the troll children who were glaring at him and gracefully straightened his collars whilst walking out of the door, ”what would you do if you came across a goblin child?” Caesar asked as he made his way to the door.
”I would kill it, sir!” Akari replied without a hint of hesitation, goblins were well known to be the natural enemies of all races.
”Then why are you asking me such stupid questions,” Caesar asked and soon disappeared from Akari's sight, leaving her alone, dumbfounded. And the troll teenagers, who were currently chained up, shivered fearfully.