Ziora gazed at Roland's corpse, his entire soul unraveling as powerful emotions poured out from him: "I have no descendants, no heirs, nothing, nothing at all…"
This intense feeling was likely his resentment. The mercenary group members couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines, instinctively distancing themselves from his position.
Roland had been Ziora's last remaining heir. With his death, the name "Roland" would end here, and the Roland Clan would cease to exist forever.
For the soul of a former noble, someone obsessed with their name and bloodline, this was undoubtedly a devastating blow.
But the situation gave Ziora little time to wallow in despair. A commotion arose outside—the enemy was preparing for a second assault.
"Elder, Heisuo is about to launch a second attack. Please pull yourself together," the mercenary group members urgently called out.
