Chapter 283 - The Dark Lord Misunderstanding! (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After a day and a night, the tide of undead retreated. There were no cheers on the city wall. Everyone sat quietly on the ground, closed their eyes, and rested with great difficulty.

The Dark Lord stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of Alec’s retreat. His vision gradually blurred. He looked at the setting sun in the distance, and was actually in a daze.

The image of Rocky and the Great Magus that day was clearly imprinted in his mind. He closed his eyes and tried hard not to think about it, but he found that this memory was becoming clearer in his heart. He understood that the two princes would never be able to return to their original appearance. When they met again, they would either be enemies, or they would be dead.

“Your Majesty, the temperature is going to drop. You’d better hurry back. There are still a large group of people waiting for you.”

The Dark Lord suddenly came back to his senses. He turned around and saw Mike standing behind him with a warm smile on his face.

The Dark Lord smiled gently. He looked at Mike and patted Mike’s shoulder as if he was looking at his own child.

He waved his hand and created a soundproof barrier. He said to Mike, “Mike, Promise me one thing.”

Mike was shocked. He had already guessed what it was.

The Dark Lord looked at Mike seriously and said, “I don’t know if you like Eve, but I want to ask you one thing. Unless Eve finds her true love, don’t let her leave your side, okay?”

Mike’s heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he saw the Dark Lord’s unquestionable gaze, he nodded heavily.

The Dark Lord’s face lit up with a kind smile. He looked at Mike and said, “In two days, I will send a team to the Higher Darkness Realm. You and Eve will be in this team.”

Mike nodded heavily.

In the next day, all the high-level soldiers in the castle were sent to guard the pass, leaving only Mike and a few young high-level soldiers. Elena, the butler, Tariq, and the others were among them.

The Dark Lord glanced at the group of people and said, “Soldiers, you are good. You have proved your courage and strength in the one-year war of the undead.”

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Dark Lord with pride. The Dark Lord looked at the group and continued, “However, you should not waste your time here. You are still very young. What you need now is the accumulation of resources and divine power. This kind of high-intensity and meaningless battle has consumed your bodies. You will not gain any benefits from the undead. You can not continue like this.”

The Adjutant took a step forward and said, “The kingdom is gone, the home is gone, what’s the use of having strength!”

The Dark Lord looked at the Adjutant with gratification, but he quickly hardened his heart and said, “I need you to raise your strength as soon as possible. Stop killing undead every day on the battlefield! This battlefield is too big. There aren’t many of you. The kingdom has tens of thousands of high-level soldiers, and all of you are just a grain of sand. You won’t be able to affect the overall situation. However, if all of you survive and become heaven-tier, you can really make a difference.”

The Dark Lord walked in front of a young boy. He stared into the young boy’s eyes and said, “All of you are very talented. You are the reserve team of the kingdom. The kingdom needs you to lend a hand in times of crises. You should not do what everybody else are doing now.”

The Dark Lord walked to the front, looked at everyone, and said, “Children, for your own sake, for the Higher Darkness Realm, and for the people of this world… Work hard to become stronger.”

The Dark Lord bowed deeply.

Everyone was shocked.

Mike was the first to react. He knelt on one knee, which was considered a return salute to the king.