To most individuals’s shock, what remained of Porrand was really beset with peace and tranquility after it was compelled to signal the Commonwealth Concords as a result of Drussian incursion.

Nevertheless, it solely took somewhat over 4 months for this tranquil and peaceable to be disturbed as screams plagued the air whereas black smoke may very well be seen within the horizon.

For the ‘Campaign to liberate Porrand’ has lastly reached their first goal.

After endlessly marching for months on finish, the 250,000 robust campaign has crossed the border into what was dubbed by the Imperium of Drussia as ‘Jap Porrand.’

Not like ‘Western Porrand’ which was utterly annexed by the Imperium of Drussia and positioned below direct Drussian rule, the Kingdom of Porrand was allowed to proceed present because the ‘Protectorate of Porrand’ and was given governance over all of East Porrand with some features of Drussian supervision.

The minor metropolis of Loblin, was one in all these settlements inside Jap Porrand which submitted to the Drussian’s hegemony.

Regardless of this blatant act of treason, Stefanie was keen to forgive the individuals of this metropolis so long as they resubmitted to Stefanie and pledged to assist her in her campaign every time doable.

Nevertheless, the messenger that she despatched to Loblin solely returned empty-handed.

This might solely imply one factor.

The town of Loblin simply brazenly rebelled in opposition to her rule, making them nothing in need of traitors who betrayed the true rightful rulers of Porrand.

As such, what kind of destiny would go well with these treacherous cretins greater than demise?

The roughly 500 robust garrison that manned Loblin’s metropolis partitions shortly broke below the stress of 10,000 bloodthirsty crusaders bearing down on them. Nevertheless, these 10,000 males have been nonetheless however a fraction of Stefanie’s complete crusading military.

One other 5000 cavalrymen have been roaming the close by countryside to ‘reacquire’ provides from the native villages with the intention to assist the campaign whereas the remaining 235,000 males stayed behind at their encampment.

Amongst these 10,000 males who besieged Loblin was none aside from the rightful ruler of Porrand herself; Stefanie Geinen Naftes.

It was solely after the partitions have been taken and the principle gate was opened did Stefanie proudly strolled into town atop her warhorse, her metal armour mirrored an orange gentle from the encompassing fires. Flanked by her elite winged hussars, a prideful smile grew on Stefanie’s face the deeper she moved into town.

“Ahhhh… It does really feel good to be house.”

As Stefanie spoke to herself, she ignored the screams of terror and homes set ablaze round her as she made her manner for the guts of town; the citadel district. Armoured males both on horses or on foot ran across the metropolis, both with plunder or a torch of their fingers.

Not solely did the pillaging bolster the campaign’s morale nevertheless it additionally served as a message.

A reminder of what is going to occur to treacherous traitors who dared to to betray their rightful rulers with the intention to selfishly save their very own lives. In fact, the crusaders have been ordered to restrict their pillaging as to not completely decimate town’s inhabitants and economic system.

These have been Stefanie’s individuals in any case.

She simply wanted to make an instance of those traitors to make everybody conscious that she is not going to tolerate such acts of blatant treason.

Quickly, Stefanie reached the citadel district. The house of the Depend who ruled this metropolis and its surrounding territories.

A really despicable traitor who if rumours have been appropriate was one of many first to undergo the Drussians and signal the so-called ‘Commonwealth Concords’.

Those that tried to hinder Stefanie’s strategy to the citadel have been solely shortly minimize down by her mounted winged hussars. Inside moments, a makeshift battering ram was capable of break down the citadel doorways.

As Stefanie strolled into the citadel halls on her horse, the smile on her face solely continued to develop wider.

“Lastly… a citadel. A correct place the place royalty akin to myself ought to reside.”

Though it might by no means evaluate to Karkow’s citadel, Loblin’s citadel would make an acceptable substitute for now. Stefanie would quit residing in Loblin’s citadel in a heartbeat as soon as she retook Karkow from the Drussians.

Nevertheless, there was nonetheless one obtrusive drawback with Loblin’s citadel that Stefanie needed to take care of first. Aside from the rely, there have been nonetheless a notable quantity of traitors throughout the citadel who would most probably resist Stefanie’s lower than pleasant however justified takeover.

However there was a moderately easy resolution to that.

And that was simply to easily kill all of them.

Quickly her winged hussars and Stefanie herself began to run rampant atop their horses within the decrease ranges of the citadel, slaughtering everybody that got here of their path.

Wether they be guards and troopers or maids and servants, there was no bias in whom Stefanie or her winged hussars minimize down.

Each single one in all these traitors wanted to die.

And Stefanie was going to take pleasure in each second of it.

“Kill them! Kill all of them!”

This was it.

With euphoric pleasure, Stefanie dashed throughout the decrease halls atop her horse together with her lance and sabre in hand as she gutted or eviscerated whichever traitor she discovered on her path.

This was what Stefanie wanted.

A second to launch the stress that she has constructed up over the previous few months.

The demise of those treacherous cretins was really what Stefanie wanted to alleviate herself of her self-loathing and stress throughout her march again to Porrand.

Quickly, the citadel’s halls which have been crammed with screams of terror has develop into silent. Solely the stench of demise and decay permeated the air.

The flooring of the citadel was stained blood-red whereas useless our bodies littered the hallways.

It was solely after the euphoric pleasure wore off did Stefanie cease driving across the citadel in glee and as a substitute made her manner for the rendezvous level.

When she did arrive, she was met with a small contingent of knights.

Out of all of the knights, it was De, the unique knight who knowledgeable Stefanie of what has transpired in Porrand who stepped ahead. After making a brief bow, De spoke up.

“Your highness, the small staff we despatched to clear the higher flooring has discovered the rely. He was making an attempt to barricade the examine however his fortifications weren’t as sturdy as he thought. As of this second, he’s at the moment being saved the place we discovered him.”

Though De spoke in a transparent tone, Stefanie was capable of sense a slight trace of doubt in her voice. As if De was having doubts about what she was doing or the orders she was following. Nonetheless, De nonetheless managed to correctly communicate to Stefanie.

“Do you want to meet him within the examine or do you want him introduced dow-“

“I’ll meet him within the examine.”

With a chilly voice, Stefanie gave her reply to De.

“That traitor would not need to stroll throughout the halls of this citadel, at the same time as a prisoner.”

“Understood. Then please permit me to steer the away.”

After accepting De’s suggestion, each Stefanie and De with a small handful of knights made their manner for the citadel’s examine the place the rely was being held.

Inside second’s they reached the examine’s doorways the place they discovered a pair of two knights who acted as guards. Quickly, the knights bowed reverently upon seeing Stefanie earlier than continuing to open the doorways, giving Stefanie entry into the school room.

Inside, she discovered the rely who ruled Loblin; rely Lazzlow Tiel Vuvrknat.

Regardless of being a noble, his look was rather a lot worse for put on. Aside from his limbs that have been sure to a chair, his noble apparel and face was lined with filth and his hair was raveled. From his mouth, Stefanie was capable of spot a path of recent blood leaking from his lips.

His eyes that solely stared on the ground and his sunken expression informed all of it. Lazzlow has really skilled a fall from grace.

Regardless of this sorry and pitiful sight, there was not a single spec of sympathy inside Stefanie’s coronary heart.

Why ought to there be?

This man was a traitor who betrayed the Porrish royal household; the rightful rulers of Porrand with the intention to save his personal life.

In addition to, it is not like Lazzlow is the one particular person to ever expertise a fall from grace. In spite of everything, Stefanie herself has additionally skilled an analogous fall from grace. The truth is, she would argue that she skilled a good harsher fall from grace.

What might probably be worse than being compelled to humble oneself and painstakingly go away their very own kingdom behind?

Be that as it could, Stefanie was certain that she’s nearer than ever to redeeming herself as she was one step nearer to liberating Porrand, just like how a phoenix would rise from the ashes.

As for Lazzlow. Nicely if issues have been going to go the best way Stefanie deliberate, then he would by no means even get the possibility. He would not even get the possibility to see the sunshine of the subsequent day.

Nevertheless, these plans have been for later. For now, a easy interrogation would suffice.

“Lazzlow… the final time I noticed was at a banquet that my father held. A banquet celebrating the prosperity of Porrand and the loyalty of Porrand’s topics… Now is not this an ironic twist of occasions?”

Though Stefanie spoke in a composed albeit passive aggressive tone, deep down, she was really struggling to comprise the anger and hatred that she held deep inside her coronary heart.

Alternatively, Lazzlow remained unfazed by Stefanie. He solely continued to absentmindedly stare on the ground, as if he did not even acknowledge her presence in any respect.

As one would count on, this solely served to annoy Stefanie.

“Lazzlow, do not assume that simply beca-“

“Do you assume I am afraid of you?”

Stefanie was left temporally speechless by Lazzlow’s interruption. As soon as once more, she was met with an act of unapologetic insolence.

“What did you simply say?”

This time, Lazzlow confronted upwards in direction of Stefanie as he spoke.

“Do you assume I am afraid of you? Do you assume you are threatening? You are nothing… nothing in comparison with ‘her.'”

Though Lazzlow’s voice sounded weak and unsteady, Stefanie was capable of sense concern when Lazzlow talked about that mysterious ‘her.’ Nonetheless, Lazzlow nonetheless continued spouting insolence.

“It would not matter. I am already pretty much as good as useless anyway. Why do you assume I declined your supply of ‘forgiveness’? It is as a result of… if I used to be given a selection and I used to be, between you and ‘her’… properly…”

Lazzlow chuckled to himself earlier than he continued.

“My present circumstances already provide the reply would not it?”

“Why… why you!”

Not even a couple of minutes handed earlier than Stefanie misplaced herself to her anger, putting Lazzlow with the metal gauntlet of her proper hand, knocking him down onto the ground. Unable to maneuver, Lazzlow might solely await his destiny.

“You dare! You really dare!”

With nothing however hatred and fury driving her ahead, Stefanie moved nearer in direction of Lazzlow’s physique earlier than continuing to elevate up her proper foot.

“Treacherous bastard!”

As she screamed, Stefanie launched her proper foot ahead in a kick, driving her metal boot into Lazzlow’s abdomen.

“Grrrggghhhh.”

Lazzlow instantly vomited upon impression as a liquid that was a mixture of crimson crimson and a uninteresting yellow ejected itself out of his mouth. In fact, Stefanie did not care. She did not even really feel pleasure upon inflicting ache on the traitor. All she might really feel was pure, unadulterated rage.

Quickly, she raised her foot over Lazzlow’s head as she screamed.

“Die!”

Earlier than she stomped on the bastard’s head with all of her may.

However she didn’t cease there. Not even a second handed earlier than Stefanie rose her foot once more.

“Die!”

Earlier than she as soon as once more stomped on Lazzlow’s head together with her metal boot.

In an utter show of brutality, Stefanie repeatedly curb-stomped Lazzlow’s head whereas screaming on the prime of her lungs.

“Die!

Die!

Die!”

It was solely after Stefanie’s livid screams echoed by means of the citadel for a complete hour did she lastly cease.