Although the orc Twenty-Eighth Prince was only at Tier Two, Level Ten, General Blade, a Tier Five warrior, felt an invisible pressure emanating from him...
Faced with the Twenty-Eighth Prince's questioning, he paused for a few seconds, then nodded. "I understand..."
Only after he spoke did the Twenty-Eighth Prince smile and sit back down.
"Have you two found the Inner City where that bitch, the City Lord of Chaos City, is hiding?"
Before General Blade could answer, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out in the hall. "Soon. We'll find it in another month or so."
The Twenty-Eighth Prince nodded. "Good! Then in a month or so, we'll declare war on Chaos City! Surround the Inner City where that bitch lives!"
"I'd like to see whether she dares take that step under those circumstances! And just how she'd manage it!"
Perhaps feeling he had displayed too much domineering authority today, the Twenty-Eighth Prince suddenly changed his tone. Turning to General Blade, he said gently, "Until then, I'll be counting on you and General Strength. Thank you both for your efforts."
General Blade nodded, then vanished, concealing himself within the hall.
After General Blade disappeared, a Tier Four orc entered from outside the hall and knelt on one knee before the Twenty-Eighth Prince.
"Your Highness, three days ago, several hundred thousand more civilians disappeared from the territory we control within the Bukelin Duchy."
Hearing this, the Twenty-Eighth Prince knitted his brows and couldn't help cursing. "That old bastard! Is he preparing a blood sacrifice for his advancement?"
"Fuck! Can't he do it somewhere else?"
"If you draw those associations' attention, let's see how you survive!"
Even after cursing several times, the Twenty-Eighth Prince remained furious, but he had no way to resolve the matter.
The civilians' disappearance was undoubtedly the work of