The Northern Continent's Endgame had arrived.
That was the Demon Race's propaganda slogan.
The Empire's royal capital had been occupied, and Louis was constantly pulling back his forces.
The other factions could no longer hold back, either.
If they didn't act now, once the others had stabilized their positions, it would be the end for them.
The Demon Race, the Orcs, Louis, and the Third Anti-Alliance Coalition had officially mobilized.
At the same time, the Eastern Nations had started getting cozy with them.
Bismarck, who had once tried his hand at debate, was also taking action.
Everything in the world changed.
The only constant was that things were always changing.
For the sake of his reputation, Bismarck had also set out to lobby the other powers.
Even if the Eastern Nations attacked, he would do his best to make the coalition turn on itself if it began to lose.
As for those fence-sitting neutral fellows in the East, he wasn't counting on them.
The allied forces of the Demon Race, the Orcs, and Louis, on the other hand, had begun mobilizing.
Their exact numbers were unknown, but their forces were unprecedented in scale.
Some small and medium-sized countries near their territory had also turned traitor.
The Kingdom of Osnabrück, for example.
And the Kingdom of Jülich.
This was an emergency.
The threat was extremely serious.
The news reached Lynn with all possible haste.
The situation had been excellent, but in an instant it had become troubling again.
He really did understand the little moustache man and Napoleon now.
Faced with such a thorny problem,
Lynn would certainly Break them one by one.
And so, he suddenly had an idea.
Lynn thought once again of Lucia, the tireless workaholic.
To ensure that every front could hold,
Lynn started relying on others