The Conspiracy Arrives

Time flew by.

October 15.

Four months had passed since the start of the Demon Extermination War, and the situation across the continental battlefield had once again undergone considerable changes.

At the beginning of the war, the two great victories achieved by the Arcane Empire and the Holy Alliance had greatly boosted the morale of the allied forces of the continent's various races. They achieved substantial early gains, breaking through dozens of demon fortresses and killing tens of millions of demons.

However, the prepared demons had deployed extremely formidable forces on Saint Nor Continent. After stabilizing their defenses, they immediately launched several large-scale counterattacks. Not only did they retake their lost defensive lines, but they also inflicted considerable casualties upon the continent's allied races.

As a result, both sides had once again returned to square one. After four months of fierce war, neither side had gained any real advantage, causing the morale of the continental allied forces to plummet and greatly dampening their enthusiasm for offense.

Voices opposing the war began to emerge among the various factions once more, this time even more fiercely. Judging from the current situation, the continental allied forces and the demons were evenly matched, with neither side holding any advantage. What was the point of continuing to fight?

Most importantly, among the human forces participating in the war, more than half had been compelled by the Arcane Empire and the Holy Alliance to send troops without receiving any benefits. If the war had been going smoothly, that would have been one thing. But now, they could see no hope of victory, so the anti-war sentiment was naturally extremely strong.

Naturally, Roland was not among them. From beginning to end, he had positioned himself very clearly: he was here to fish in troubled waters and go