The plan was exceedingly simple—nothing more than a straightforward diversion.
And they had never assumed the diversion had to succeed.
The plan's greater purpose was that, once the nobles gathered, they would likely bring quite a few Steel Breed with them.
Those forces were not few in number, but on the main battlefield, they would be of little use.
In that kind of battle, the Steel Breed would not even qualify as cannon fodder.
If so, they might as well be deployed to other battlefields. As long as they drew away even one Golden Breed combatant from Fictional Protocol, it would count as a success.
Beyond that, what they needed were the very best among the vanguard.
Their purpose was to carry out special missions and destroy the legions Naimus had assembled.
Especially the Fictioneers leading those berserkers. According to the information Alice had sent back, once such legions reached sufficient numbers, their combined power could even endanger Golden Breed.
The Church had troops of this sort as well, though they were generally stationed at the "front lines."
Although they could not come provide aid now, they had still offered plenty of advice.
Legions like these all shared a common weakness—once an infectious ability was used against them, an entire legion could very likely be wiped out in a short time.
Therefore, against such legions, they either needed sufficient numbers to crush them through an absolute advantage in strength and suppress them.
Or they needed elite members to exploit the weakness in the legion's inflexible collective power through special methods, then use infectious power to swiftly bring down the entire legion.
Once they had a rough battle plan, the Holy Son did not tell everyone about it.
Instead, he gathered several people he trusted and said solemnly, "When I left