Chapitre 104: The Invincible Foe

After sitting on his bed, he threw his helmet on the floor. The clanging echoed as his hand trembled, and his flowing hair rose in suppressed fury. 

He hadn't shown it before his subjects, but Ifrit's fiery anger was nothing compared to the raging inferno blazing in his heart.

He hissed, a thin stream of smoke escaping his mouth as his thoughts rumbled. 

'I promised them good lives and safety. What a joke!'

Even if some would blame the attacker, he directed his anger at himself and no one else. No matter how or why, ensuring his citizens' peace was his role, and he had failed.

His idyllic vision of his territory cracked, flames of war wafting from them as his eyes narrowed into slits.

"I won't let it happen! I've remained too passive despite my powerful units." He rolled his shoulders and craned his tensed neck, the joints popping like bullets. "Time to quick start the barbarian gameplay style."