Overlord Stronghold.
Inside the assembly hall.
Overlord sat in the seat of honor, cradling a wine jug as he gazed drunkenly at the visitors below.
The three men below wore sober, plain clothes, but those could not conceal their air of ruthless decisiveness.
It was an air found only in soldiers who had spent years fighting on battlefields.
"Visitors from the Snow Realm."
Master Bai reminded him quietly.
The Snow Realm was also known as the White World.
Before the Apocalypse, it had been territory bordering Maozi.
After the great catastrophe, global temperatures had plummeted. That place was covered year-round in snow more than ten meters deep, earning it the name White World.
It was the No-Man's Zone with the harshest conditions in the Asia Region.
The force guarding the Snow Realm was the Second War Zone.
Besides guarding against Maozi, they also had to suppress the various factions in the Koreans' former territory, so their troops remained along the border year-round, spread across a very long front.
Now that visitors had come from the Snow Realm, even Overlord had to take them seriously.
"Here to wipe me out?"
Overlord took a swig of wine and smiled casually.
"Heh, we don't interfere in internal affairs. You know that."
The middle-aged man leading them gave a restrained smile.
The Second War Zone was the most unusual of the Dragon Kingdom's six major War Zones.
It never meddled in internal affairs, focusing solely on defending the border.
Their lives were hard, but they were also the most respected.
"Then what are you here for? Come to sponge off me?"
Overlord frowned, already guessing their purpose.
"Chun Prefecture and Ice Prefecture submitted a joint report to the Capital, requesting that our Second War Zone send troops to eliminate the bandits."
The three stood