Burke's orders immediately reached the ears of the other Old Demon Faction leaders.
"Why are we infiltrating so soon?"
"Weren't we supposed to wait for the 'beast nests' to create chaos?"
"It's only evening. Night hasn't even fallen yet, has it?"
"Infiltrating before nightfall is far more difficult than doing it after dark."
The Old Demon Faction leaders were confused, puzzled, surprised, or frowning, but in the end, they all chose to follow Burke's orders.
After all, Burke was the strongest among them. Without the Hundred Beast's Lair, their plan to attack the royal capital and create chaos would become far more difficult.
In order to achieve their goal—to sabotage the Three Races conference, even destroy peace, and return the world to the chaos of a thousand years ago, before the Demon King's death—the Old Demon Faction leaders could no longer afford to hesitate. They all dispatched the infiltration forces they had long prepared.
However.
"Chief! Everyone in the infiltration unit has been stopped outside the royal capital's gates!"
"Chief! Magic Items specifically designed to expose stealth-type skills have been set up at the royal capital's gates!"
"Chief! All infiltrators have been captured by the kingdom's Knights!"
"Chief."
"Chief."
"Chief!"
In less than ten minutes, one piece of bad news after another reached the Old Demon Faction leaders, leaving them all utterly shocked.
"How is that possible!?"
"Didn't we gather intelligence in advance and confirm that the gates wouldn't be equipped with Magic Items that exposed stealth-type skills just because of the Three Races conference!?"
"Isn't the kingdom afraid of offending the leaders of other factions, or being accused of violating their privacy through such surveillance!?"
"Damn it!"
The Old Demon Faction leaders were both shocked and furious.
While they were reeling in rage, bad news continued to arrive on