Beneath the Calm

After that, the Allied Forces entered the Northern Fortress without a hitch and joined up with the Noble Army stationed there. All they had to do next was repair the magic formation beneath the Northern Fortress and restart the Great Barrier.

Everything had gone so smoothly that it almost seemed unbelievable. Even the Allied Forces breathed a sigh of relief. After all, they had reached their destination. As long as they guarded the Northern Fortress, waited for the formation to be repaired, and then activated the Great Barrier, everything would be fine.

Although they had encountered no danger, this achievement alone was enough to make anyone excited.

However, unlike most people, whose spirits were soaring, there were always a few who wore dark expressions and looked deeply unhappy.

Prince Yargard, who had appeared before Duanmu Huai, was one such person.

"What are we supposed to do now?"

Duanmu Huai helplessly spread his hands and looked at Prince Yargard. His opponent's plan had indeed been thorough, but it had been based on the prerequisite that the Demon Race would play along.

Now, they refused to play along at all. What use was having a plan?

It was like planning to get a girl drunk at a bar and take her home, only for her to go straight home without ever going to the bar. No matter how effective the drug you brought was, it would be useless, wouldn't it?

"If that is the case, then it is not as though I have no countermeasures."

Prince Yargard's expression was also gloomy. He had originally planned everything perfectly, yet things had turned out like this. He had failed to weaken the nobles' power and had instead let them steal the credit for the victory... What exactly was the Demon Race thinking? Humans truly