Charlotte paid no mind to everyone's complicated emotions and shouted, "To celebrate Lord Black Dragon's joining us, let's hold a banquet!"
The Black Dragon quickly settled into his role and said, "Qiudro is no weaker than I am, so he won't be too difficult to handle. But Emisfida is far too strong. He is a Twenty-third Order Lionheart Berserker!"
"Even among the five great human empires, each empire has only two or three people capable of matching him!"
"Even if the five of us join forces, I'm afraid we would still be no match for Emisfida."
"His title is the King of Ten Thousand Lions! He also possesses the ability to command battle groups, allowing him to direct an army of hundreds of thousands of orcs as easily as moving his own limbs."
"If he were not so bloodthirsty, cruel, and merciless, suppressing every orc race other than the Lion Tribe, he would be nearly a perfect commander."
"Unfortunately, the Dragon of Eternity and Illusion granted us a powerful commander, but not a perfect leader."
"Head of the Mecklen Family! This is not the time for celebration yet."
Only then did Charlotte realize that the Black Dragon did not see himself as a powerful Saint Rank thug, but as a strategist who plotted and planned from behind the scenes—a military adviser like Zhang Liang, Zhuge Liang, or Liu Bowen.
He was greatly surprised, but he also found the Black Dragon's self-positioning rather interesting. Moreover, the Black Dragon's advice was entirely correct and should be accepted.
Charlotte immediately took the advice and said, "Mr. Black Dragon is absolutely right!"
"However, our original plan was this!"
"We have Domitian and twenty thousand beastfolk troops. Even if the orc camp discovers us, they will not think we are a human army."
"The Empire