Chapter 75

ELIZA’S POV I stood amidst the gathered generals, keeping my posture straight and my expression unreadable as Alexander questioned Derek about the reinforcements. "We've brought 100,000 royal soldiers, 10,000 Sacred Firearms Regiment, and 15,000 Mystic Corps," Derek reported. Alexander nodded in approval. Then, without hesitation, he began assigning the troops like he had given it some thought beforehand. “General Timothy, you will lead the Royal Army along the eastern front. General Howell, you will take the Firearms Regiment and reinforce the western flank." Then his eyes turned to me. "And Eliza—" He paused for a fraction of a second, like he wanted to say something important, "You will command the 15,000 Mystic Corps." I barely kept my breath from hitching. The Mystic Corps were the most formidable warriors. These were elites feared even by seasoned generals. Why would he entrust them to me? Was this a test? A statement? I was about to humbly decline, unsure of his reasoning, when