The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, the war lance in Valkyrie's hands danced, and pointed backwards. Taking out the war lance, he let the corpse fall at his feet and the Valkyrie started sweeping towards the little town.

The sounds of gunfire in the town had gradually become less and less, and the resistance had become weaker and weaker. If she wanted to, she could wipe out the entire town's councilors. But that was meaningless. Killing a few dozen soldiers had ...