The chaos had already engulfed the Sixth Prince's camp.
Upon learning that the stolen items had been taken yet again, in addition to earlier lost weapons, he had executed the Staff responsible on the spot.
He even thundered in the main tent: "How could the grain and fodder that had just been transported from the granary yesterday have disappeared overnight?"
Everyone questioned by him, including the strategist and others, trembled with fear, kneeling down: "Your Highness, please calm your anger. We don't know what happened either!"
"Ever since the grainery was burglarized last time, I have commanded the men to strengthen patrols and defenses, rotating every half an hour. There are always people on guard outside the granary. How could someone take away so much grain so suddenly without anyone noticing?"
While speaking, the strategist's eyes flickered with panic.
He quickly stood up: "Your Highness, could it be that we've angered some divine power?"
