Vale leaned back in the stone chair and looked up at the ceiling while drowning in ambivalence.
'We did it…'
'We actually did it.'
They won.
Of course, Vale had to consider all the losses… but whatever losses they suffered were insanely diminutive when compared to their profit.
Well, there was one loss that hurt.
Yet, despite that loss, Vale held a bleak smile on his face. That was because he'd kept something precious he was sure was gone.
Larry, his most promising worker, had somehow lived.
However, Sizzy, his other artisan, had died.
Vale did not know what actually happened in the other fights, but he knew the result: two warriors, one archer, and five workers died.
All of his Champions, plus Larry, Aster, Two, and Stacy, had survived.
After all things considered, this was a near-total victory.
Vale craned his neck a little, then summoned the status page to look at the exact number of Aether he gained.
