At the highest point in the center of the city, a tower woven from dozens of colossal trees shot into the sky.
"Haguru, what's been going on lately? You haven't come to drink with me either?" A somewhat frivolous voice rang out.
"I ran into some trouble, Jirus."
"What trouble?"
"An Alien Demigod... invaded my Divine Kingdom."
The moment those words left his mouth, Jirus's expression changed instantly.
His casual, lazy demeanor vanished completely. He looked Haguru up and down, his expression turning grave.
"Your Divine Kingdom... was invaded?"
"That's right." Haguru sighed. "Fortunately, I set up a large number of defensive structures in advance."
"At first, the enemy had five hundred million troops. Now I've worn them down to less than one hundred million."
"But... I'm not sure how many tricks he still has up his sleeve. So—I came to ask for your help."
Once he finished speaking, the air fell slightly silent.
Jirus, however, revealed a troubled expression. "It's not that I don't want to help, it's just... I've also been participating in a Divine Kingdom War lately. I really can't spare any troops."
"Jirus, we've known each other since childhood, you..."
Before Haguru could finish, Jirus waved him off. His tone became perfunctory. "Your Divine Kingdom is at war right now, so I won't keep you. Hurry back and take command."
"It's only one hundred million aliens. With our Goblin Breeding capabilities, even if we have to grind them down, we can grind them to death."
"Once you're done fighting, we can drink again."
He made it sound easy, but he had no intention of lifting a finger.
"Jirus, you..."
"The door's over there."
Jirus interrupted him outright, his tone cold. "Please."
At that moment, Haguru fell silent. Looking at the other man's expression, disappointment and gloom