Chapter 81
The capital of the Kingdom of Britannia was burning.
The high elders of the Crimson Mage Tower, led by the 7th Circle crimson mage ‘Lady Scarlet’, along with crimson mages clad in blood-red uniforms.
Purifier, the elite combat mage the Crimson Spire boasts.
They made no attempt to conceal their identities, proudly waving their crimson uniforms as crimson magic swirled around them.
“Turn to ash.”
“Turn to ash.”
The crimson-robed mages shared a single vision and began their joint incantation. Immediately, flames descended to burn this world.
Hellfire.
The standard-bearer of the Unification War, the god of war. The Empire’s enforcers.
They were the crimson mages of the Red Tower, and hellfire began to pour down from the heavens.
It was a scene that felt like witnessing the end of the world.
And Archbishop Thomas, the white mage of the Seventh Circle who could have prevented that end, was no longer among the living.
The city was burning.
Burning with the resolve of a desperate struggle, the Britannian royal army and its people resisted to the very last man, but it was nothing more than a futile struggle.
The city walls fell, and the Empire’s forces poured in endlessly.
Though not all of Britannia’s strong had vanished, with the disappearance of the core forces that united them—the Sacred Maiden and the Archbishop—it was over.
Lady Scarlet, the Holy Knight, and the mighty warriors of the empire they commanded—before them, it meant nothing.
