Count Simon had said in front of the Divine Emissary that the final offensive would begin soon, but that had actually been a small lie.
According to the plan, they still needed to wear down the consortium and the forces on the other side a little more before it would be time to deploy the main forces.
But every plan had room for adjustment. Since His Majesty the Emperor was paying special attention, they would make a few slight changes.
That was why he had promised the Divine Emissary that the final offensive was imminent.
Of course, the preparations had already been completed.
Naturally, the part of the plan that changed the most was the North Wind Knight Order.
Count Simon looked at Leon with some concern and reminded him, "According to the original plan, the North Wind Knight Order was not supposed to enter the battle in the first wave. But circumstances have changed. You need to take on a more important mission, so you must be prepared."
Taking on a more important mission naturally meant greater casualties.
Both sides understood that.
Leon grew somewhat more solemn, but his tone remained exceptionally firm. "Someone has to do it. Why can't it be our North Wind Knight Order?"
An army was raised for a thousand days to be used in a single moment. Leon did not think this was a cruel decision for the Knight Order's members.
Since they had chosen this profession and accepted its benefits, they needed to be prepared to make sacrifices when the critical moment came.
Moreover, for ordinary knights, death might not be the most terrifying thing. What they feared was having no path to promotion.
Taking on more important missions naturally also meant earning more merit.
Simon was reassured. Since Leon had that resolve,