Chapitre 616: Returning to Immorra [3]

A castle was perched alone atop a cliff, surrounded on all sides by tiny towns. It had been standing there for many centuries, heavily worn out from the times. 

With some mismatched towers and asymmetrical designs, it had a fairly crude appearance. Even yet, it did not lessen the imposing impression it left.

But in contrast to its imposing exterior, it was completely empty inside.

In a large hall where large banners cascaded down the sides and a large throne sat at the far end, a meeting was taking place. 

"...We've lost ground. The demons will reach the city within the next year." 

The orc kneeled down on one foot. 

"One year?" 

A low, solemn voice filled the room. 

"How long will our supplies last?" 

"Five years. Supplies aren't a problem." 

"...I see." 

Silence descended on the room. 

It was only after a while that the voice once again echoed. 

"You may leave."