The nobles all drew sharp breaths at those words.
At last, they understood where that ominous feeling had come from!
Count Doges! Marquis Merano! Marquis Dorian!
Those three bastards had been close to Xiluo Utrasis for a long time, and had even opposed the Xikalei Family together.
They had formed that so-called [Gerlo Guardians Alliance].
Had all these remarks been prepared in advance?
Just to lure them into a trap?
At that thought, the nobles' expressions turned somewhat ugly.
One noble objected:
"Well... I think... the strength within my territory is already sufficient..."
"No! It isn't!"
Marquis Dorian, the Shadow Demon, roared.
He glared at the noble who had just spoken, his beard bristling as he bellowed:
"Viscount Paul! I know you!
"You don't have a single person in the Hero Realm under your command, and you only have two thousand soldiers!
"With that tiny bit of strength, you dare say it's enough?
"Forget that Legendary Titan from earlier. Even a few random giants or some powerful magic beasts would give you more than you could handle!
"If you encountered monsters like that,
"you could escape for the time being under your soldiers' protection.
"But what about the subjects in your territory? Could they escape?
"No! Absolutely not!
"If danger struck, they would certainly die!
"Viscount Paul! You're too selfish! You haven't considered your subjects' safety at all!"
"I... I'm not... I didn't... I've always considered my subjects... My army is very elite..." Viscount Paul grew frantic under that barrage of shouting, even beginning to stammer.
"No! You haven't! If you had, you would agree to the Dragon Guardian of the Realm's proposal!"
"Or do you think your army is more elite than the Dragon Guardian of the Realm's?"
"That it possesses power to rival or even surpass Dragons?
"If