There were many spirits lined up in front of Vandalieu, who was sitting on the throne in the audience room.

They were the spirits that had been inside the Undead expedition army that attacked Balcheburg. They had taken over four months to return.

However, those present here were those whose personalities hadn’t completely collapsed due to the long time since their second deaths and the journey back, around only a hundred of them. It seemed that since they didn’t count as Vandalieu’s followers, four months passing without death-attribute magic protecting their spirit forms had caused most of them to be reduced to letting out wordless groans.

“Well done, everyone. With this, I will forgive you for the sin of attacking Talosheim,” Vandalieu declared.

The spirits cheered. They felt happy from the bottom of their hearts at the fact that they would formally be accepted as part of those under Vandalieu’s command.