I Won't Treat You Unfairly

Twilight Fortress stood at the southern edge of the mountains. The entire Twilight Province was the same. Only mountains like these could shield this land from the raging blizzards of the Northlands.

When Ryan saw Twilight Fortress, war had already erupted. Tens of thousands of human soldiers and densely packed orcs formed the battlefield, spread across the northern and southern sides of a ruined fortress.

Twilight Fortress was a fortress level with the mountain peaks. In its heyday, nobles standing atop it could look into the distant, vast world of the Northlands.

But now, from afar, the fortress looked more like shattered ruins. That Behemoth Giant Beast had smashed through Twilight Fortress, leaving this land with a permanent wound.

Ryan had thought the breach in Twilight Fortress would be like the gap between a human thumb and forefinger, but seeing it with his own eyes, he realized it was far more complicated than that.

Twilight Fortress was not merely a fortress shaped like a city wall. The surrounding peaks were all part of it. Within the mountains lay Twilight Fortress's storage facilities, as well as the source of its extraordinary magic power.

Yet now, not only had the fortress been breached, several storage spaces had been buried. The only site of the magic power source—the fortress energy core containing millions of Magic Crystals—was likewise unable to raise Twilight Fortress's magical defenses properly.

The collapsed mountains were the handiwork of that Behemoth Giant Beast. Countless orcs now covered the slopes. They had never enjoyed days like this before; all they had to do was scratch at the ground beneath their feet to find more food than they could ever eat.

Well-fed orcs had no fighting spirit. They were too lazy to move. Ahead of them, to their south, on the battlefield