The nobles could sense that by this point, they were unsure whether the enemy from another world could destroy them, but the shepherd was truly about to ruin them.
Theoretically, such terrifying taxes left them with virtually nothing.
Every single day scraped away at their previous foundations.
If things continued this way, the little foundation their ancestors and fathers had worked so hard to build would all be plundered by the shepherd.
Therefore, taking advantage of the fact that they still possessed some strength now, they had to completely silence the shepherd once and for all.
"The problem is how we are to eliminate him," a noble said with great distress.
"He possesses a divine gift, and by utilizing a blessing, he has integrated that divine gift with his body. His individual strength is already at the absolute peak."
"His defensive power is even greater than his offensive capability. How are we supposed to fight him?"
The nobles grew troubled as well.
If he were a weak individual like the Nia God, they could easily bully him by the book.
Even if the opponent held higher power and strength, they could still use the "greater picture" to corner him and force him to agree to their proposals.
However, the shepherd was different. After the beast died, he completely transformed into a monster.
Nominally, he was the divine envoy of the Nia God; in terms of authority, he was basically equal to the king of the kingdom, or even greater.
After all, the kingdom had effectively split, with royal power scattered among various duchies.
It would have been fine if Charles III had been willing to help, but that old fox, while outwardly siding with the eldest princess and acting as though he were difficult to deal with, was actually cooperating