At the end of Human Realm year 380, the Eastern Gate collapsed, and the army of the Dark Territory formally invaded the Human Realm.
Caught completely unprepared, the Human Realm watched as the Dark Territory's massive army effortlessly crossed multiple lines of defense. Several major towns in the northern Norland Calus North Empire fell, transformed into a living hell.
In Zakaria, a town north of Norlangarth and south of Rulid Village, the leaders of the Dark Empire had gathered in the lavishly furnished lord's manor for a celebratory banquet.
The Dark Emperor Vector sat at the head of the table, while the Ten Lords of the Dark Territory, Seiya, and the others sat on either side.
"His Majesty the Emperor, we followed your wishes and brought our tribesmen to form an army to attack the Human Realm with you because we wanted to enjoy the good life at your side.
But after my tribesmen entered the city, they had barely killed a few humans before that bastard Seiya slaughtered them all. Shouldn't he give us an explanation?"
"That's right! That brat Seiya is far too overbearing. My tribesmen have been marching for days, and now that they're hungry, what's wrong with eating a few humans?
Seiya may look like he's on our side in the Dark Territory, but deep down, he must still be thinking about the humans of the Human Realm!"
The Plain Goblin Tribe's chief, Kachi, and the Ogre Tribe's Sako began complaining to Vector as soon as they took their seats.
Seiya's current strength was already beyond even the Ten Lords' ability to provoke.
In the past, they might have had no choice but to swallow their losses in silence. But now, didn't they have a Dark Emperor above them?
They might not be able to defeat