"Thanks to Your Majesty's grace, yes, I am about to become a father."
Sorlon felt anxious, and from the sudden summons, he sharply sensed something was wrong.
Yet he couldn't understand what problem he might have; the western war was basically over, entering the final stage. The Moon Alliance was nominally dissolved, essentially disbanding, without any resistance forces.
Sorlon didn't believe he had any major contribution to the victory in this war, for he knew the Holy Dragon Emperor had reached a certain degree of cooperation with the Elves. It's rumored that numerous Elf Craftsmen were secretly entering the Holy City of Aelisim to aid in casting weapons for the legion.
But he hadn't done anything wrong either; during the initial stage of the battlefield, facing resilient forces due to mutual hostility, he never showed any extra mercy, crushing through all opposition. When facing Elves who chose to surrender, he also adhered to the war regulations.
