Chapter 47: The Final Hour
He was a 41 years old, and widely respected for his military achievements. His thick reddish-brown hair was wild and unruly, standing up like a lion’s mane. His square jaw and strong build made him an imposing figure—still in his prime and full of energy.
Dominic clenched his back teeth hard. If only the Dalmasca Army would wait another six days—no, even just five—everything could be different.
After closing his eyes briefly, Dominic turned to face Vundo. "Mr. vundo, I know it’s asking a lot, but I must request this. Could the Mage Control Association set up a teleportation magic circle? One that was large enough to transport five hundred troops, including cavalry—no, even one hundred would be enough. A circle big enough for both soldiers and horses."
"It’s true that, with a teleportation circle, we could reach the fortress as early as today," Mr. Vundo replied. "But you must understand how much manpower and magical energy it would take to activate one of that size in such a short time."
"I do. And I must also ask for fifty high-level mages to be sent."
"You’re being unreasonable. But I also understand there’s no time left, is there? Fine. I’ll start the preparations immediately. I can’t promise fifty mages to go with you, but I will provide thirty. Quintus, please have the knights gather in the square in front of the Association."
With just that, Mr. Vundo quickly go out of the office. He might have even started running again. Dominic felt a quiet pang of guilt—he didn’t want to put such a burden on an elderly man.
Now that Mr. Vundo had taken action, Quintus also stood up.
"I’ll start gathering the knights immediately. Dominic, will you go with them?"
"No. I will head to the fortress first with Shiao Yi. There are preparations to be made on the receiving side as well."
Dominic stood up. Shiao Yi, who had been standing quietly by his side, also rose to his feet.
"Understood. Then I’ll see you at the fortress," said Quintus.