In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
Yudakara was nearing the end of another year.
After careful consideration, Roy and Legatus announced their campaign to another world while the City Kings Tournament in each city had just ended and public attention was at its peak.
From that point onward, recruitment began.
"Tired of your dull, repetitive life?
Want to say goodbye to your mediocre self?"
Spell projections unfolded high above various regions, their dazzling images drawing the eyes of the people below.
The scenes showed flashing blades and thundering warhorses, with battle flags snapping in the wind.
Elite legions stood in formation, their armor gleaming.
With a wave of a wizard's hand, flames surged and the enemy army collapsed.
The warriors celebrated wildly as mountains of spoils—gold, gemstones, magical equipment, and more—piled up.
Some even held exotic beauties in their arms, grinning from ear to ear.
"Come join the Interworld Expeditionary Force!
Conquer every corner of the world! Wealth, glory, and power are all within your grasp!"
The voice from the broadcast was impassioned.
"An instant settlement allowance of 360,000 Bina!
A basic monthly military stipend of 6,000 Bina. During combat, you'll receive an additional daily allowance of 800 Bina. Dangerous missions, injuries, and death come with additional compensation.
Those who earn military merit may receive fiefs and noble titles, along with access to top-tier resources and opportunities for growth!"
In villages and the countryside, among the fields and farms,
an old farmer patted his son on the shoulder. "This is all there is to farming for a lifetime. Go. Maybe you'll really make something of yourself."
In the towns,
every household also listened to the television and radio, considering signing up.
At a tavern, several young men were deep in discussion. One of them slammed