King of succubus

The bait.

Three days later,

"Grimor, do you see what I see?" Asked Barthod in a doubtful tone.

"I am not blind Barthod! It is an artificial lake. A mortal can never do such damage! Even I would have exhausted fifty percent of my divine mana to be able to cause such damage." Grimor replied with a frown.

The two had just visited Alvine Castle to see If there were survivors. Like Alvine, they had the same concern. That is, two separate enemies. Namely, the Alvine camp and the Valskars camps.

"I don't expect one of the Valskars leaders to travel in-person to conquer such an insignificant planet." Concludes Grimor just by seeing the damage of the battle of Alvine against the Valskars.

"Indeed, I believe that their leader was personally moved to annihilate our target and its entire castle. Now that our mission is accomplished, we only have to find Princess Emilia and return to the kingdom." Barthod said while looking at the gigantic lake of two kilometers in circles.

Hearing his comrade's words, Grim