Chapter 225: Meeting at the warcamp (1/2)

”Sir, the Mugen, Quartz, Rubystone, and Hubal mercenary companies were destroyed before they managed to join forces with the main army,” a three-star expert bent his back, slamming his head against the dirty ground while making a report.

For a three-star expert, the biggest powerhouse in the world that the common folk knew about, to prostrate himself like that was definitely not a usual sight.

But taking into account who he was reporting to, this behavior hardly came as a surprise.

”Thanks for the report. Now, get lost,” Tytus said, leisurely waving the man away. Once the overqualified messenger left, he turned his head towards the rest of the group. ”I bet you didn't expect that,” he said as a small smile flickered on his lips.

”Those damned barbarians,” Jeah muttered through his tightened teeth. ”I'm that close to getting out of my way and killing them with my own hands,” he said, clasping his right fist into an open palm of his left hand.

”Now, now, there is no need to get so agitated,” Consal patted the Star Emperor's back. The ability to placate this choleric man was the only reason why he continued to walk in circles around the room instead of setting himself comfortably in one of the pillow sets that the rest of the group was using. ”Don't you think this would be exactly what they want?” he asked as he moved away from the man.

”What about me, then?” Faglar asked, his eyes firing up with excitement. ”Since only this idiot bothered to make a name for himself, they wouldn't know what hit them,” he added, leisurely trying to find a way to escape this boring meeting and go amuse himself with some fight.

”Do you even know where to find them?” Consal asked, rolling his eyes at the stupid suggestion. ”For now, we are the ones who have no idea what hit us. If not for the few survivors they intentionally left for us, we would have no clue at all,” he added, gently pressing his lips together.

'This entire thing is starting to get on my nerves,' Consal thought. This lingering doubt was something he would never dare to reveal to others, yet it was something that made him seriously reconsider the situation.

”I doubt they want to draw any of us out,” Mukken countered in his usual, silent voice. ”They are attacking small army groups before they can join the main force. This alone proves that it's not the able few but incompetent many that they fear the most,” he said before closing his mouth once again.

”Good point,” Consal agreed before forcing a small smile on his lips. ”Or that's what they want us to think. Or they don't have any real plan in the first place,” he added several other options explaining the strange behavior of their enemies.

”They just want my head,” Jeah moaned in annoyance. ”They took out one of my envoys, yet the structure of power remains unshaken. Even an idiot can realize that my envoy wasn't the true emperor but a marionette instead,” he said, clenching his hands into fists.

”Well, that's why I believe we should just proceed with the plan,” Consal said, scanning all of his companions gathered in a single room.