"It has begun..."
In a corner of the Queen's Palace, Lasha, dressed in a maid outfit, gazed outside, her eyes slightly wavering.
With the war unfolding before her, she couldn't help but take it all in, unable to remain emotionally unmoved.
Unfortunately, she was a magic life with no combat ability, master of household affairs, full marks in miscellaneous tasks, but utterly incapable of fighting.
If it weren't for the Queen's Palace being a secret treasure in itself, with the Elf Clan having once even taken it to the battlefield, using its natural barrier and sturdiness as a fortress, allowing the Clan's mages to bombard the enemy troops on the battlefield with endless magic, turning it into a scorched land, thus enabling the Queen's Palace to withstand the various aftershocks of war, Lasha wouldn't even be able to stand here and watch.
But this was already her limit.
Aside from watching the battle here and waiting for the outcome, Lasha could do nothing else.
