Defeated: The Green Cat in the Dungeon
After a while, the commander of the entire camp also arrived.
He looked at the slender figure in front of him, hidden in a cloak, hesitated for a few moments, and then slowly stepped forward.
"A terrible layout... Sometimes I even wonder if you guys really understand what war is."
Before the man even arrived, the other party's shouts came over.
The cat-headed man hesitated, but also seemed somewhat helpless in the face of the accusations.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, the two attacks were indeed our fault."
"An apology is meaningless for the future... You have much more to deal with."
The indifferent woman did not accept the apology; instead, she frowned and looked at the entire camp layout.
As the main force drew near, she received news that the frontline troops had been attacked twice.
The two attacks occurred within three days of each other, and the officers leading the troops were different.
This gave her a bad feeling.
According to her expectations, Kazdel should be in complete chaos right now; there shouldn't be any sneak attacks, let alone a decent army.
Not to mention organized raids on Allied Forces.
The only consolation was that they had figured out who was behind both attacks.
"One is Theresis, who previously fled from the front lines, and the other is Nitze rare and renowned general in Sarkaz."
These two are both extremely talented and capable enemies, so it's understandable that they could still react at this point.
Only...
"This is war, sir..."
The white-haired, green-eyed woman with Feline turned her head to look at the man behind her.
"Don't pin your hopes for war on people or things you don't understand..."
"...I understand, Ms. Kal'tsit."
Faced with the woman's rebuke, the leader of the Victoria army also frowned.
But after a moment, he still did not choose to refute the other party. Instead, he suppressed his anger and calmly asked.
"So, have you come here to deliver a message about the command battalion?"
"..."
Kal'tsit did not answer.
She simply gazed at the entire battlefield, her brow growing increasingly furrowed.
After several breaths, she finally looked up.
"We need you to attack."
"Attack?"
The leader of the Victoria Allied Forces frowned.
"At this time?"
"... in the next few days."
"But... our other troops haven't..."
That's your problem.
Kal'tsit ignored the other party's explanation and instead issued the order forcefully.
She needs to ascertain the situation within Kazdel.
She needed to confirm whether a new demon king had appeared!
Although she had gathered all the troops she could muster for this operation, their strength should have been enough to overwhelm Kazdel.
But on the previous battlefield, when she assassinated the demon king Yelesh, she did not sense victory approaching.
Instead, I felt a sense of pressure.
Yelesh saw her, he wasn't surprised; instead, he had a feeling that he had expected this.
Especially after negotiations with the other side failed and the battle began, Kal'tsit noticed that the Black Crown on the other side was long gone.
He handed over the Black Crown!
Yelesh the Demon King is a mediocre leader, but he is by no means an incompetent one.
Kal'tsit realized that not only did she have her own plans, but the Sarkaz also had their own arrangements.
This group of people will not choose to wait for war to befall them; they are always ready!
The battlefield will not advance as she predicted.
The battle... cannot be delayed any longer!
So after realizing the problem had occurred, she rushed to the front line as soon as possible and issued orders to the Allied Forces leader in front of her.
"... I'm sorry, Ms. Kal'tsit, I cannot obey your orders."
After hesitating for a moment, the cat-headed man gritted his teeth and resolutely gave his rebuttal.
He can't do that!
Having already been attacked twice, the soldiers in the camp were still in a state of panic... At this point, a rash attack could not only cause various problems with their own planned formations, but could even lead to a large-scale collapse.
Therefore, even if it goes against his identity, and even if he might be Court later, a man must refuse the woman in front of him.
"I will not risk the lives of my soldiers!"
The cat-headed man looked at Kal'tsit in front of him seriously, his tone solemn.
Kal'tsit could only sigh helplessly.
"I don't expect you to understand anything, but if you can't even carry out the most basic commands, I'm starting to wonder if your existence is some kind of accident in this world."
Kal'tsit's words were full of rebuke and provocation.
But the cat-headed man remained unmoved.
He is a commander, and he rose to this position from the ranks of a soldier.
Having risen from humble beginnings, he understood all too well that every soldier was no different from himself.
Although he didn't understand why his country would declare war on Kazdel without prior planning, he knew that his command was to lead his troops to victory.
Therefore, he chose to firmly refuse Kal'tsit's request.
The two stared at each other, their gazes gradually growing serious.
But his words hadn't been out of his mouth for long.
A burst of intense flames shot into the sky in an instant!
Several seconds later, they heard the roaring sound!
"Attack!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment before someone realized what was going on.
A moment later, they clearly saw black mist beginning to rise from the edge of the camp.
That's the unique Originium Arts belonging to the Eaters of the Dead!
"Immediately assemble the troops and begin the interception!"
After gritting his teeth, the cat-headed man decisively issued the command, then turned his head.
He had intended to warn the man sent from above to go into hiding.
But when he turned around, he realized that the other person had already disappeared!
This made him grit his teeth involuntarily.
"General..."
"... Ignore her, go and intercept the enemy immediately!"
"What a troublesome bunch."
As she moved among the crowd, Kal'tsit's brow was furrowed.
Although she knew that the various departments of the Allied Forces were unreliable and might not necessarily obey her orders.
But when it actually happened, she still couldn't help feeling annoyed.
She knew the Sarkaz's power all too well; this ancient race held so much within them.
The only way to defeat your opponent is to knock them out of their wits in one strike.
You cannot give the other side even the slightest chance to catch their breath.
Unfortunately, these Allied Forces always had their own agendas.
This made her reflect more than once on whether she really needed the help of such a group of people.
Perhaps handling it alone from the beginning was the best option.
Thinking this, she also rushed towards the battlefield.
But halfway through the run, a sudden pang of fear welled up in her heart.
She abruptly stopped in her tracks, her sharp eyes instantly scanning her surroundings.
Soon, footsteps came from directly in front of her.
"Kal'tsit?"
The other person sounded somewhat puzzled.
Soon, a cool and aloof woman emerged from the dark woods.
She was carrying a cane in her left hand, but Kal'tsit noticed that there was nothing wrong with her leg.
"Who are you?"
Kal'tsit lowered her body, her eyes warily fixed on the woman in front of her.
A sense of foreboding washed over her.
A moment later, she noticed the strange Bone Pen clipped to the other person's waist.
"Banshees?"
"No."
Maria shook her head.
Maria hesitated when she saw Kal'tsit, who belonged to Rhodes Island, appear on the battlefield.
After she called out the other person's name, she was certain that this person was indeed the aloof big cat she would know in the future.
Only...
At this time, the cat had not yet been adopted and was full of wildness.
"I saw you talking to the Allied Forces generals over there earlier... Are you the mastermind behind this war?"
Maria frowned slightly.
Kal'tsit, on the other hand, merely squinted at the woman who had inexplicably appeared before her.
A moment later.
She acted decisively!
"Mon2tr!"
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Chapter 282 Defeat, the Green Cat in the Dungeon.
"Mon2tr!"