Josef wasn't Emma’s biological brother, but they had grown up together since they were kids. He relied heavily on her, and she was accustomed to having a shadow around her. Calling them siblings wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

But Josef had died during the battle. What was even more crucial was that his death was unjust. If he had fought and died for his village and his people, his death wouldn't have seemed so meaningless but the battle, although intense, failed to produce any meaningful results. It seemed like all those who died had died in vain, and this included Josef.

For the three chiefs, the battle was merely a matter of words from beginning to end. But for many others, it meant life and death. Although it had been like this for more than two hundred years, was this right?

Emma's mind was filled with countless thoughts, and when Adrian saw her expression, he knew his words had struck a nerve. He believed Emma could come to understand. The existence of these three villages was a