C45 Take the World as Your Job Marry a General

Sand and dust flew in the air as a dense black mass of troops moved towards them like a swarm of locusts, bringing with them an indelible aura.

On the other side was another army dressed in brown battle gear. Each of them held a weapon in their hands, and their faces were no longer the smiles and leisurely chit-chat of the military tent. They had a vicious aura, but instead, revered them