Chapter 197

It had been more than three days since the country had heard from Aiden. No one had managed to cover the situation at the border because the route was closed, and citizens were prohibited from approaching. The anxiety was piling up like a weight that had to be lifted on the shoulders. The gripping fear of defeat made everyone panic easily and lose their temper.

Just like now, as everyone gathered in the evacuation center, one of which was located in the building behind Aiden's house, various voices could be heard. In the long hallways lit by lamps, people sat in rows on chairs with gloomy faces. A woman with a dark green scarf wrapped around her neck muttered, "Perhaps Aiden has left us all."

Instantly, everyone turned to her. The old woman's face looked so pale, with thick wrinkles on her forehead as well as the rest of her face. Her sunken eyes looked like someone who had not slept for several days. She let out a long, troubled sigh, "We don't know any news about Aiden. He's either