Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

The convoy’s supplies were prioritized above all else, but after unloading in this region, it still needed to take on the city’s specialties and various collected raw materials. Therefore, the fastest departure would be in two days. Considering the convoy’s crew also needed rest, Chengshan didn’t overly pressure everyone.

She also knew that the presence of His Excellency Malin made this city as impregnable as a fortress.

Besides, reducing the timeline from a week to just two days had already bought five days for Mr. Malin’s schedule.

That was enough, as excess would be counterproductive.

So, letting everyone rest for two days wasn’t a bad idea. It also gave her a chance to see what kind of surprises the strange lich, named Ails, and his army might bring him—according to reports from soldiers observing on the city walls, the lich’s army didn’t just consist of the gunmen, archers, and cavaliers Chengshan had seen earlier. They also spotted hundreds of large cannons carried by giant beast skeletons, at least five hundred heavily armored skeletal colossi wielding oversized two-handed swords, and even a sizable formation of liches with white soul fire.

A force of this scale could wreak havoc across all of Thainan’s mainland, let alone destroy this city. Yet, this lich named Ails pursued along Chaos’s retreating route with such troops.

Furthermore, white soul fire—able to ignite sacred smoke without being extinguished—was something Chengshan had never seen in a lich.

In the memory of the Thanan people, liches were embodiments of evil. In Chengshan’s view, only a lich that had died one more time could be considered a "safe" lich by Thanan standards.

But today, a lich so distinctly different appeared before her as one of His Excellency Malin’s followers. This was truly... truly an utterly incomprehensible reality for Chengshan.