บท 327: Three Years

Time passed, and the years flew by.

Three years flashed by in the blink of an eye.

During these three years, the Black Mist Zone had not been peaceful.

The biggest storm was still the battle between the Aeonians and the Subversives.

In the beginning, no one took this battle to heart.

Perhaps some thought that the Aeonians would quickly destroy this organization that seemed to have emerged from some obscure corner.

Or perhaps they believed that although the two sides were at odds, there would be a moment when their leaders would sit down at the negotiation table and resolve the issues with words rather than fists.

—After all, war was just a means, not an end.

With both sides having similar strength, there was no need to fight to the death. The ultimate result would only be mutual destruction, and neither side would benefit.