The army barracks belonging to the Agura Clan were a collection of naturally formed stones.
It was behind the mountains, with several stone walls circling indefinitely above the ground. Usually formed due to landslides. This barracks is indeed on alert for war, later the refugees will be stationed in this place with fully armed troops.
It has been seven days since the high officials and residents were brought to this place. And every day, without knowing how his lover is out there, makes Arsen nervous.
At this time the healer was slowly removing the bandage on his eyes, displaying a mashed medicinal herb that had changed color there. After changing the drug twice a day, there seems to be very little change.
"My Lord, what about now? What number is this?" The old healer stared nervously
