"Hmph, a pack of idiots!"
Listening to the faint sounds of battle drifting over from afar, the High Knight of the Radiance Church gave a cold laugh.
From the moment the heavy fog had risen, he had already guessed the Elves' intentions.
"My lord, you really guessed correctly—they truly fell into an ambush!" A Knight walked over and spoke with great admiration.
"My lord, you are incredible! You actually guessed the direction and range of their attack at once! If not for you, the ones suffering losses this time would have been our Radiance Church!" Another Knight stepped forward, unstinting in his praise.
Another Knight sighed. "If only we had Druids accompanying us on this expedition. Alas, Druids below Fifth Level cannot discern unusual movements at sea, but hardly any Druids above Fifth Level are willing to enlist. It truly is helplessly frustrating. Never before has a conscription been this difficult!"
"Isn't this all because of Romon?" A Knight beside him said irritably. "If he had not advanced level after level, why would those Druids have gone so mad?"
He was right. The commotion Romon had caused was simply too great, shocking Druids across the entire continent. As a result, virtually every Druid had plunged into a frenzy of study.
And because Druids throughout the continent had spent the past year or more studying and cultivating in seclusion like mad, very few had answered the call to join the allied forces.
Not merely among their five fleets—even throughout the entire allied army, Druids were scarce.
Most of those few High-Level Druids remained at headquarters and would not easily accompany the army into battle. Unless it was the final all-out confrontation, they would only provide some data before departure, nothing more.
Without Druids, the naval forces heading out to fight could