“The real battle has just begun, so as commanders, we need to preserve our strength as much as possible. Fighting like this will lead to exhaustion. You shouldn’t go on the battlefield unless the Wraith Kings emerge,” Uluka advised.0

“I’m fine though,” Grace interrupted, her expression nonchalant. “It’s not like we’ve been fighting day and night for the past week. At this pace, I don’t think it’ll be a problem.”0

“Is that so?” Uluka furrowed his brow as if deep in thought. “Hmm, what do the two of you think?”0

“There’s not much strain when we’re just up against numbers, but maintaining our condition is important, as you said,” Wade agreed.0

“My unique trait isn’t exactly low-maintenance either, so I’ll go along with your suggestion,” Audrey added.0

Both of them seemed to be on board with Uluka. Though their withdrawal from the front lines would lead to more casualties, there was an enemy they needed to prepare for, one worth the sacrifice.0

The four Wraith Kings, who grew stronger around Yggdrasil, were formidable foes. Still, the true enemy that had to be overthrown was Yggdrasil itself—the World Tree, whose name and divinity had been acknowledged since ancient times.0

Even in the long history of the Green Dragon Order, many ancestors had battled the Wraith Kings, but none had ever reached Yggdrasil itself.1

“We have yet to see the true face of Yggdrasil,” Uluka continued.0

Naturally,...0