Behind Isaac, everyone watched the retreating black orc army and exchanged glances. Had this crisis... been resolved?
So easily?
So quickly?
They watched the withdrawing black orc army for a while. Only after confirming that it truly was not a feigned retreat did the weight in their hearts finally lift. It was really... over...
Though the war would not end immediately, and the black orcs would certainly launch another attack before long, they had weathered the hardest wave. Everything after this would be much easier.
For one thing, it would be difficult for the black orcs to assemble an army of such scale again. For another, they now had enough time to strike first and cut off the black orcs' ability to gather their strength. With Caesar, a High-level Knight, leading the charge, they could forget about gathering another army!
Unless they dispatched more than five Higher Beings comparable to High-level Knights at once to surround Caesar.
But if they had that many Higher Beings, they would not have been held back by the Solomon Family for so many years. Or rather, if they truly possessed so many experts, this territory would never have fallen into the Solomon Family's hands.
So although the war would continue, it no longer posed much of a threat.
And all of this was because of Isaac...
Everyone looked at Isaac's back, their expressions complicated—grateful, yet fearful...
Gaia included...
In the conference hall, everyone took their seats and prepared to review the recent operation. Though calling it a review was a stretch; in reality, they only needed to calculate the losses. After all, only Cheryl and Isaac had truly acted. There was not much to review.
First was Cheryl. Though the two had achieved roughly the same results, Cheryl had consumed far more resources.