There are always those who cling to life, just waiting for that delayed beam of light.
The ability to accurately find these surviving places was not coincidental, but the achievement of the Daily Intelligence System.
Countless ordinary people, who were destined to die in the Insect Tide, survived because of this intelligence.
"It's the knights of the Red Tide Territory."
"Lord Louis sent them here."
"It was the Dragon Ancestor who sent him to save us..."
In the word-of-mouth among survivors, the young lord who broke through the siege in the Battle of the Northern Territory and swept the Doomsday Nest is no longer just a person, but the Sun that continues to shine upon them.
Children secretly drew the red flag on the muddy ground, and women sewed strips of Red Tide Territory cloth into their prayer bands.
There were old men whispering "Louis Calvin," as if reciting a prayer for redemption.
