Hans practically fled the palace, returning on the back of a wyvern.
He felt that staying any longer would only lead to further trouble. While pride in oneâs affiliation was commendable, excessive zeal could complicate matters.
He was fortunate that the King had smoothed things over; otherwise, the expedition plans could have been jeopardized.
This expedition was particularly crucial.
Beyond the resources and manpower involved, its success would determine whether they could maintain their momentum.
Thereâs a saying, âItâs better to do nothing than to do something wrong.â Hans knew this well. But conversely, doing nothing meant achieving nothing.
He already knew the outcome of the original story.
After recovering, the demons who had annihilated the Royal Knights would launch a full-scale assault, shattering the barrier and advancing relentlessly.
The continent would be pushed back, clinging to their remaining territories.
The protagonist would eventually turn the tide, but that was due to their overpowered abilities.
The developers had revealed on social media that the continent was originally meant to fall completely to the demons.
In other words, there was no hope if they remained passive.
âWaiting for the protagonist to appear is an option, but...â
The protagonistâs arrival was still years away, and there was no guarantee the demons wouldnât recover and attack before then.
âCould I even stop them?â
He honestly wasnât confident.
While the Royal Knights were all elite, brute force alone wouldnât be enough.
So, Hans made a bold decision.
They would seize this opportunity while the demons were weakened. The first victory was always the hardest, but once achieved, it would create a chain reaction. á±
The other races wouldnât pass up the chance for gains. If expeditions became more frequent, they could significantly weaken the demons.
That was Hansâs vision.
Moreover, the King had mentioned planning an expedition of his own, providing valuable intel.
Hans returned with this information and immediately convened a meeting.
The Roundtable of Equality.
A symbol of the Royal Knights, created to facilitate open communication and unity among all races.
Everyone was present.
Hans inwardly marveled at the sight. He had started with the single-minded goal of restoring the Royal Knights.
âCould I really rebuild an order of heroes who defended the continent?â
He hadnât known the answer. He had simply done what he could.
His sincerity had resonated with them. His selfless actions had inspired them. He treated all races equally, showing genuine care and concern.
That was why these elite individuals trusted and followed him.
Of course, Hans, coming from modern society, was simply free of prejudice, but they didnât know that.
âEveryoneâs here. Letâs begin.â
The very act of gathering everyone and sharing information equally was novel to them.
Discriminatory distribution of information based on race was surprisingly common.
Even during the Royal Knightsâ prime, different races had tended to stick together, maintaining relationships that benefited them and cutting off those that didnât.
âSo, we have to breach a fortress of that caliber.â
âAnd if itâs guarded by a Blood Demon, we canât afford to be careless.â
While Blood Demons were weaker than True Demons, True Demons were rare and difficult to encounter.
The Blood Demonâs posed the greatest threat to the Multi-Racial Alliance.
Unlike lesser demons and monsters, Blood Demonâs possessed dangerous powers.
Comprachico who had controlled Yuren was a Blood Demon.
âFortunately, we have the intel from the Human Kingdom. We can plan our siege accordingly.â
âThey went through quite a bit of trouble.â
âHmph, of course. How else would they secure our cooperation?â
Perhaps due to their past annihilation, the Royal Knights seemed to take this level of preparation for granted.
Hans was slightly concerned but decided to focus on the task at hand.
âThe Blood Demon guarding Aresâ Bridge is known as the Mud Guardian.â
âMud Guardian? Iâve never heard of it.â
âI never thought Iâd hear that name again.â
âMom? You know that name?â
âYes, Iâve even fought it before.â
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Cluna had even fought the Mud Guardian.
Hans inwardly celebrated.
âAs expected of someone whoâs lived for hundreds of years...!â
When it came to experience, there was no one more reliable.
âMud Guardian is more of a metaphor. It earned the name because it drags its opponents into a quagmire, like a crocodile.â
âA quagmire... what does that entail?â
âNothing particularly special, but it has seven hearts. Itâs said that it cannot be killed unless all seven hearts are pierced.â
âWe have to destroy all seven hearts at once? That wonât be easy.â
A Blood Demon of that level was bound to be powerful. And they had to destroy all seven of its hearts simultaneously to prevent it from regenerating.
Hans clicked his tongue.
âYurenâs breath attack is the first thing that comes to mind.â
âTrue, but I doubt a Blood Demon of that level would simply stand there and take it.â
âI see.â
Hans searched for alternative strategies.
He wanted to conserve his Time Stop ability and prepare for the possibility that it might not even work on the Mud Guardian.
It was always good to have multiple options.
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