While Siegfried and the Head Crusher Guild were plotting something within the Iron Cradle, Kim Gi-Tae and the Proatine Alliance were busy capturing the strategic positions around the Zavala Kingdom’s capital city, Feiogh.0

Despite the immense pressure, however, the Zavala Forces remained steadfast within the walls of Feiogh.0

“How much longer until the Iron Fleet is operational?”0

“The paint job is done, and the main guns are being loaded. As per the report, two more days and the fleet can finally take off.”0

“Good.”0

General Bahamut listened to the report with a satisfied smile. He gazed down at the map as he began strategizing for the nearing mobilization for their counterattack.0

‘Once the Iron Fleet takes to the skies…’ 0

The Proatine Kingdom’s commander, Siegfried van Proa, was no fool. The enemy was moving as though they knew that they stood no chance of winning the moment the Iron Fleet was launched.0

‘If only they focused on attacking Garnet City alongside the Rozermoore Alliance,’ Governor Bahamut mused.0

He could not help but be impressed by the enemy’s foresight. At the same time, he felt it was...0