“Sir Marcus! The enemy forces are advancing towards the capital!” a soldier shouted as he walked into the commander’s room.

With a dissatisfied expression, Marcus struck his palm on the military map that was atop the table.

Bam!

“Fuck!”

It was a series of defeats after defeats.

In the east were the 72 Demon King’s and their army, the Frost Giants in the north, the Eastern Conquest forces in the west, and the Vampire Clan in the south. All of them were advancing towards the center of the Theresian Empire.

‘This is absolutely not a coincidence. This is definitely a play they’ve planned in advance.’

Marcus was convinced that someone had masterminded these events.

And the only person who could do this on the Eeth Continent was…

‘The Hero King… it’s his strategy.’

His most recent operation, to land at the shores of the Croix Principality, had ended in utter failure due to the appearance of the Kraken and pirate ship.

He recalled the deep resentment that he felt when Aleister told him that it was the Hero King’s work…

However, this time, the Hero King had gone on the offense and forced Marcus into a corner.

“S-Sir Marcus…” the soldier managed to stutter out. He was awaiting the commander’s orders.

“I have to ask for help. I have to ask the Hundred Wars Hero for ...