Chapter 546 - Elorin (2/2)

”Station a few to look over this area.” Leonel said.

”Yes, Prince!”

Leonel walked away, not minding their change in attitude. To him, actions always mattered more than words. Now that all the spies were dealt with, he could really begin.

As for what he planned to do?

Well, the people of Terrain liked dropping Cities onto battlefields right? He might as well give them a taste of their own medicine.

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On a secret location on Earth, there was yet another meeting taking place.

The war for Earth was reaching a new level. But, everyone knew that unless The Capital fell, Terrain would be left with nothing. Of course, Terrain had their own plans in this regard, but the truth was that they were making no progress on that front, at least on the surface.

This meeting, however, didn't include people of Terrain, nor did it include people of The Empire. Rather, each and every soul here was an upper echelon member of the Slayer Legion.

Among those present, there were several that Leonel would recognize. The first of which being Supreme Monet. Aside from her, there was even the angelic man who appeared that day to stop Hutch and there was even Hutch himself.

The old man lazed around as usual. But, compared to when Leonel first saw him, aside from having his feet up on the table, the old man also cradled a machete resting in an age-worn leather sheath.

His head nodded away as though he might fall asleep at any time. In fact, even though the conference table was practically packed to the brim, there wasn't a single soul within a meter of Hutch, it was as though they all tacitly agreed to stay away from him.

Still, though many avoided Hutch, their focus wasn't on him at all. Rather, they were all focused on a particular young man.

Despite the fact that he was the youngest in attendance, many looked toward him with awe and respect. Some gazed toward him with fear and still other looked upon him with admiration and … anticipation as though he was a shining hope prepared to change their futures.

The young man had striking blue eyes and hair whiter than snow. Despite this, his skin was a deep shade of brown. It was a warm, gentle sort of brown that reminded one of a wizened oak tree.

The young man sat quietly, as though he was waiting for something. But, seemingly without cause or reason, he sat up slowly, his gaze brimming with vitality.

If citizens of Terrain had been present, they would have immediately recognized this young man.

He was none other than the first on their list of targets, the young man who cleared the Zones of Earth the second fastest.

Elorin.