King of Roosevelt's plan had been exceptionally ruthless.
Even looking across all of human history, few monarchs had ever devised a plan so vast and so prolonged.
Given a Fate Weaver's sixty-year lifespan, he had practically used his entire life as the span of this plan, intending to finish the war in the final year of his life.
The King looked at Duke of Storm. This ruler of the kingdom rarely showed a trace of weariness as he sighed. "This is an opportunity fate has given us. If someone had not deliberately framed you, I might not have lived to see this day.
In the original plan, Duke of Storm was supposed to put on an act for a while, allowing evidence of his collusion with the enemy to be discovered naturally. Then the King would gradually intensify the conflict until Duke of Storm was forced to rebel.
Only then would it seem real enough for the giants to believe him.
But the King did not have much time left.
He had nearly believed that he would not live to witness the plan being carried out.
But now, that friend in the giant prophecy had directly framed him. Duke of Storm naturally went along with the scheme and advanced everything ahead of schedule.
That was why everything had seemed so rushed.
The King was delighted.
At the cost of 110,000 slave soldiers' lives and two retired Aerial Fortresses, he had endured for nearly forty years, all to completely rule the Forbidden Forest in his generation and complete humanity's evolution.
It seemed that he had already planned everything from the moment he violated that female giant. This war had only two purposes:
The first was to end the threat of the Giant Dynasty.
The second was to capture the female giants