The remaining members of the King Organization no longer had the courage to launch a second attack. Only one or two Kings still insisted on carrying out another round.
However, the Manor Lord remained firmly opposed. Even when the Ghost Ship had landed before, the Kings had gathered, and they had held the advantage in numbers, they still had not managed to defeat the other side. Under the current circumstances, victory was even less likely. At best, they could kill a few more Captains, but the price would likely be the complete annihilation of their own side.
"When the Ghost Ship lands again, we will launch the second attack and wipe out those Captains completely. This is our only chance. If we give up, they will retaliate afterward, and our end will still be miserable. We have no way out now."
The speaker was a gaunt old man, codenamed Gravedigger. At this moment, he actually supported a second attack.
And his view did not seem wrong.
Things had already reached this point. It was not as though they could simply retreat because they wanted to. Hatred and blood debts would have to be settled one by one. Even if the King Organization wanted to leave, it would depend on whether the Captains of Headquarters agreed.
"Work with the Ghost Ship and try once more?" The Manor Lord began considering it seriously. "Even then, our chances of winning are not great. We do not have many people left."
He swept his gaze around.
The Kings still present were the Painter, the Grave Digger, the Gravedigger, the Banker, and the Warden.
Including the Manor Lord himself, there were only six Kings in total. Furthermore, the Gentleman was currently missing, his fate unknown. But according to the Grave Digger, before he disappeared, he