Times had changed. Jonathan already knew that the so-called bandit leaders were lords.
And those bandits were soldiers recruited under the lords' command.
Lords could also be called Chosen Ones.
As the name implied, they were the protagonists of this era.
But that did not matter. Jonathan had now gained the chance to take part in the changing of the era as well.
He saw this as a turning point in his fate.
For Jonathan, who already possessed an established power base, his advantage was far greater than that of the Chosen Ones.
The elite Avalon soldiers under his command could unleash formidable combat power at any time.
He had no need to start from scratch and build up step by step like those Chosen Ones.
Because of this, the lords' performance looked no different from a rabble in his eyes.
Their organizational structure was loose, their sense of discipline weak, and even the composition of their soldiers was complicated. Fully organized units were rarely seen.
It was no wonder that, at the beginning, Jonathan—before gaining the favor of the Lord System—had regarded the lords as a group of bandits.
Thinking about it now, it was rather amusing.
But things were different now. Jonathan had learned much information that ordinary people had never known before.
His view of the lords had changed accordingly.
That change shaped his understanding.
Thus, when he heard his subordinate's report, he was overjoyed.
He had been worrying over how to find a suitable opening for a slaughter.
The Chosen Ones were prey to him.
Those enticing points were priceless treasures that could grant him new life.
Just moments ago, he had already experienced the wonder of returning to a youthful state.
The aloof Faye had been involved with him for quite some time.
Yet it