Tempering Ulysses

Highland City.

This city, hailed as the most dazzling pearl of the eastern sea in the Terra Kingdom, had unbelievably good fortune.

Situated on the border between the Terra Kingdom and the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom, facing the sea to the east and the continent to the west, it was a classic strategic stronghold. Whoever acquired it could seize the initiative.

Yet despite changing hands several times, Highland City had never suffered the ravages of war. It was practically a miracle.

At that moment, the central City Hall of Highland City, white and solemn, had become the headquarters of the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom's front line.

Roland sat in the center, while Reff, O'Neal, Ulysses, Alredo, and other high-ranking officials sat on either side. The atmosphere was lively, and faint smiles filled everyone's faces.

"Your Majesty, according to the deployment, we have assembled a total of five hundred thousand troops. Led by elite legions such as the Bastion, Hurricane, Royal Guard, Loyal Lion, and Black Knight Legions, we will attack the Terra Kingdom's mainland in three days. We are expected to seize the entire Terra Kingdom within two months," Reff reported excitedly.

Roland nodded slightly, though he was not overly excited. After all, once the Terra Kingdom's final million-plus elite troops had been destroyed in the Sea of Ten Thousand Islands, the Terra Kingdom had already become his to take.

"There is basically little resistance left within the Terra Kingdom. Therefore, this campaign should focus on preserving our strength and persuading them to surrender. Avoid large-scale battles as much as possible, refrain from damaging cities, and reduce the pressure on the Administrative Department once it takes over governance," Roland instructed.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty. I understand what is at stake."

Roland nodded in satisfaction, then set the matter aside without devoting further