Lord of the Truth



At the same time -- tens of thousands of kilometers away

*Clatter~* *Clatter~*

"DAMMIT! The left flank needs reinforcements!"

"Arghh!!"

"Why aren't those motherfuckers just retreat already, They think they can beat us?!"

"Just die, Damn plant!!"

Fugon stood on top of the unicorns of his army with his hands folded as he watched the situation in front of him silently.

A situation that has not changed much in the last four years, something he sees every day and even dreams about it if he falls asleep... It's war.

Before this world knew Robin, fallout wars were so infrequent that they occurred every few hundred years

And when each war breaks, either a small piece of land is cut off from the Tree Father, or a human tribe is exterminated...

But not anymore.

"Ellis, lead your Beast Corps and break through to the right flank." The brown old man spoke in a low voice

"Not the left flank?" The girl pointed towards her left as if she was trying to alert him to obvious

Fugon shook his head but replied patiently, "The left flank can hold out for another hour before it collapses completely, while we have the upper hand on the right flank. If you break through cleanly and turn around to strike the enemies on the left flank from behind, victory will be ours."

"Oh, Alright then." The girl jumped over the head of a huge rhinoceros, then quickly gathered thousands of large felines and reptiles and attacked the right flank directly.

Fugon remained silent upon seeing the battlefield starting on the right side, the battle is already over in his eyes.

During the past four years, battles against the buds took place more often than he fell asleep, the experience he gathered in fighting those creatures could very well equal all the experiences of his ancestors combined!

"Mohimbe, how are our losses today?" After a few seconds, he looked toward one of the Sages beside him and asked

A person holding a thick book took a step, "16,000-foot soldiers and 400 Law Users, clan chief."

Fugon clenched his right hand so hard that it made cracking sounds, "…So our total losses are already over 400,000 clansmen, right?"

That Sage did not know what to say, so he went silent...

400,000 infantrymen and thousands of law users... If these numbers took place in a previous war, it would have forced them to retreat and recuperate for a few hundred years, but they are forced to advance again after the end of today's battle.

"...Hoo~ How far is the distance between us and the nearest legion?"

"1,560 kilometers, clan chief." The Sage replied in a low voice

"A thousand and WHA--?!" Fugon finally snapped, "The Seventh Corps has gone another hundred kilometers into the depth of the Domination Circle again today? Damn it, we have to go 300 kilometers today at least!!"

"Isn't that good, Uncle Fugon?" Another sage asked, "The ten legions were distributed in the form of a circle, with the center of it being the position of Tree Father Hoffenheim, and after each legion was in its position, we began advancing towards the center together. It is true that the rest of the legions consider it as a kind of race and try to advance on a daily basis, But this is none of our business, why should we imitate them?

Then he continued, "Secondly, all these losses occurred while we are technically sheltering with the two legions on our right and left since they are racing to kill the enemies ahead, then what will happen if we advanced further to be closer to them? I say let them. And when the Seventh Legion advances on our right and the Eighth Legion on our left For a certain distance they will completely block the road in front of us and even defend us unintentionally. I suggest we slow down more and stay in the background, we have lost a lot of our brothers already and there is no need to lose more, if they want their glory then let them have it."

"Idiot! Why did we join this fight in the first place?" Fugon got agitated and completely turned around to face Sage

"..Because... we were forced to?!" The young sage replied hesitantly

"No, we weren't! Chief Robin didn't force us, he told us to stay within our borders if we didn't want to participate and he said he wouldn't hurt us, don't you remember? We are here to contribute and take a share of the land!" Fugon shouted, "If the Seventh and Eighth Legions advance so far and wipe out all the points in front of us, what contribution shall we collect? Are you satisfied with the bunny contributions we have gathered that we should take cover behind the rest of the legions already? Who guarantees that Clan Chief Robin will not cancel all our contributions because we are clearly slowing down, Or even angering him to the point of considering us fleeing war criminals and giving us a death decree?"

"This…" The young sage took a step back and looked at the ground, not knowing what to say

"...Tribe Chief, our losses will increase in the next battle because the number of our soldiers becomes less, and then the next will be higher and the next. If we continue on this curve we will soon lose our entire army and we will be up for grabs for anyone even if we collect a lot of land with our contributions. If you do not want to stop and rely on the Seventh and Eighth Legions, then please ask for support from the Headquarters! If not support soldiers, then they at least have to support us with divine weapons and those things called talismans, this will greatly reduce our losses, aren't we participating in this war just like them? We even shed more blood than them, so how can they treat us like this?"

Fugon let out a big sigh, "...Didn't you hear Clan Chief Robin that day? He says we have to prove ourselves first if we want to talk about anything related to that True Beginning Empire, we are just mercenaries in their eyes, we have to complete our mission on our own to take the prize, that's how it works. We can't even talk about the True Beginning Empire with any of the Generals so how can we make use of what they have? ...in fact, I tried to contact this woman called Elizabeth, perhaps she could help us with anything, but she refused categorically, saying that we have to join the Empire first if we want any kind of support."

Then he continued, "To put it simply, we have to join the empire voluntarily if we want to survive the war but to join we have to prove ourselves, and to prove ourselves we have to keep up with the rest of the legions, and that means losing most of our army... He wants us to prove our loyalty with our blood."

"But we don't want to join anything in the first place!"

"But if we don't join them, we will die!"

"But most of us will die anyway before they agree to allow us to join them!"

"ARGHH"

The handful of Sages standing on top of the rhinoceros' head were all horrified, this was the first time they had thought about the whole issue without worrying about each battle individually.

Fugon didn't know whether this panic would result in his fortitude and wisdom or further destroy the bonds of the army, but he didn't care anymore. He had to wake them up from their dreams by now.

So he turned around again and went back to follow the battle to see its final moments. According to his expectation, Ellis will have penetrated the right flank and started to gnaw the left flank from behind by now. Victory and the buds' army will disperse at any moment.

But he saw something strange other than that...

All the blank-eyed buds hovering above the army of buds stopped attacking and looked around at the ensuing carnage with cold, emotionless features. Then they all nodded at the same time and let out a long sigh as if they had decided something, then they all flew away, abandoning the battle.

He didn't know why... but instead of rejoicing at the retreating enemy, Fugon's blood cooled in his veins when he saw this scene.