But that worthless man had finally proved useful. They had used him to pressure the Divine Eagle Empire, forcing it to grant the Sison Kingdom greater concessions in exchange for sending troops against the Holy Light Church.
Until then, Marquis Boladi had served not only as leverage against the Divine Eagle Empire, but also as a decoy to mislead the Holy Light Church into thinking it could win over the Sison Kingdom—or at least keep it neutral.
"How are the troops' preparations?" Prince Biden asked a general beside him.
"Your Highness, everything is ready. We can move at any time," the general replied confidently, anticipation in his eyes. Perhaps this battle would earn him a promotion to Senior General.
"Good. Stand by for my orders." Excitement flashed in Prince Biden's eyes.
Meanwhile, more than ten kilometers away, Green and Glasses Woman stood with Erha on a height overlooking a bay that Marquis Boladi's warship had to pass through.
They were at the end of a mountain range that jutted into the sea to form a peninsula. The cliffs made the water deep, so ships rounded the bend close to shore.
"It's here," Green said, narrowing his eyes toward the sea. The outline of a warship emerged from the mist: the escort vessel carrying Marquis Boladi.
The ship sped across the water, cutting through the waves.
"Master, what do we do now?" Glasses Woman had spotted the warship too. Vessels of that class generally had Magic Shields capable of withstanding attacks below Legendary Rank, and their hulls were exceptionally sturdy. Marquis Boladi's decision to travel by warship was what made this mission difficult. Otherwise, any Legendary Rank assassin would have sufficed, with no need to involve the Abyss Club.
Green watched the distant warship. "Let it come closer," he said, then