The Lord Is Too Overbearing

A few moments before Basil confronted Charles—just as he arrived at Raneil Barony, Iliana and the other Legion Commanders who had combined forces with the Legions under Edward's lead arrived at BA-32.

Edward was the one who had concocted the counterattack strategy, so everyone let him, rightfully, lead the army.

Iliana and the six Legion Commanders who had been stationed in Woster County actually led and brought more people than Edward with them, but none of them was willing to lead the army even though they had the qualification to.

All of them, knowing that Basil would come join them soon (according to Edward), were reluctant to command the army because they didn't want to mess the situation up.

They preferred letting Edward lead the army according to his strategy rather than leading their soldiers independently and risked causing trouble for Basil when he took over.

Edward had also proven himself to be a capable enough leader, so they deemed entrusting their life to him was worth a try ... At least, that was the case for the six Legion Commanders and the others.

Iliana, who only believed in herself and her friends that were no different from her family, didn't feel the need to entrust her life to anyone.

She had declared her intention well: she would move independently and leave the soldiers she should lead following the strategy. No one could say anything, because she did fight more effectively alone.

"Well, they look like that random feces on the ground you accidentally step on on a beautiful Sunday morning."

"... What does that even mean, Miss. Iliana?"

"Losers that one doesn't even bother to trample on."

Edward coughed in astonishment and slight amusement at Iliana's bluntness. She had just commented about how the other Princes looked while fighting against Goap.

Insulting a Royalty actually had a sanction. Since it was in the battlefield however, such a thing didn't exist; except for the King, everyone was equal in the battlefield, which was why Basil had casually called Edward only by his name.

Looking at the state of his brothers, Edward actually agreed with Iliana. They were really close to be defeated—it was actually amazing how they could survive for such a long time in that state.

The Mass Formation they were using looked strong, however it was apparent from how small the amount of people inside, everyone was already exhausted from sustaining it.

At this point, Goap killing all of them at once was just a matter of time.

"How should we proceed, Edward?"

"I ... Honestly don't know." Edward smiled bitterly at the situation—not at the fact Iliana had just called him by his name. "They are completely surrounded by Monsters—suddenly barging in will risk injuring them too."

"What about targeting that bastard instead." Iliana pointed at Goap. "I can easily tell he is the biggest trouble here."

"You are absolutely correct—he is also the guy who teleported us directly to Woster County." Edward nodded lightly. "With that said, going for that guy is..."

Edward's eyes widened in absolute shock as he turned his head to the side. Iliana, who was supposed to be by his side, had instructed Deacon, her mighty King Saberwolf mount, to run straight towards Goap.

The previously 3 meters tall Deacon had also assumed his true form, which made him as tall as 6 meters. He ran unbelievably quick for his size, but his big size attracted everyone's attention.

Goap even turned his attention away from the four Princes and their army he was fighting to Deacon running at him. He looked amused if the faint smile on his face was any indication—that was not a good news.

"Follow our Goddess! Charge!"

"Uwoohh!"

Edward became even more bewildered the moment the Legion Commanders who had fought in Woster County instructed their soldiers to charge as soon as they saw Iliana dash towards Goap.

He had thought all of them had fully entrusted their commanding right to him, so he didn't expect them to suddenly move independently like that.

"Has Basil's girlfriend created a new sect or something?" Edward remarked in astonishment as he saw the others catching up to Iliana. "Or did she become a Goddess after Basil claimed himself to be a God?"

Edward and his soldiers were the only people that hadn't moved yet. Although they were actually the ones that were right, they couldn't help feeling wrong because of that.

Sighing helplessly in the next moment, taking a quick decision as he made a change to his original plan, Edward eventually ordered his soldiers to charge. Like the Legion Commanders, he lead them in the front.

Watching in anticipation as Iliana quickly eliminated the distance between her and Goap, Edward gulped nervously as soon as Goap turned his attention to Iliana. His heart tightened even though he wasn't the one who was going to face Goap.

His heart was telling him that something was going to happen, and it wasn't a good thing.

"Darn it! I have to save those four dumbarses quickly. I can't afford to let anything happen to Iliana, or else Basil is going to kill me the next time we meet." Shaking his head to clear the bad thoughts off, Edward urged his horse to gallop faster.

While Edward was worrying about Iliana's survival, the person herself, who was just a few meters away from Goap, was admiring how powerful Goap's presence was. She wasn't, in the least bit, worried about her survival.

She knew she was well outclassed, however, her confidence in her ability made her sure, even though she had to sacrifice her limbs, she would be able to survive her fight against Goap.

She hoped, however, Goap would play around with her, so she wouldn't have to really put her life on the line. Her reason for choosing to engage in a battle against Goap was to distract him after all.

The goal of the operation was clear—it was to rescue the four idiotic Princes—so she would only hold Goap off until they managed to reach the Princes, which she was sure shouldn't take that long.

"We'll survive a couple of strikes, won't we?" Iliana exclaimed.

"We sure will, Mom!" Deacon answered ecstatically.

Gathering Mana in his mouth as he opened it, Deacon created a high pressured air sphere made with Wind Magic. He shot it at Goap as soon as they were just 10 meters away from Goap.

Whizz!

Deacon's air sphere moved towards Goap at a high speed—it was simply impossible for anyone to get away from it from that distance ... At least, that was the case for any people other than Goap.

Goap merely swiped his hand to the side, swatting the air sphere away easily. It ended up hitting the Demons surrounding his left side, killing hundreds of them at once.

Iliana immediately instructed Deacon to stop as soon as she saw that. She then lightly gulped in nervousness as she could finally feel the pressure Goap was exuding up close.

"It's uncomfortable around him..." Even Deacon already had a great urge to stay away from Goap.

"Let's exchange some blows with this bastard before fleeing," Iliana said quietly. "We have to hold on until that idiot saves the other idiots."

Deacon nodded silently, and immediately focused on Goap at the same time Iliana did. They merely stared at Goap silently without knowing what to do.

They wanted to attack Goap first, but they didn't want to risk getting trapped in one of Goap's traps. Therefore, they were anticipating for Goap's attack by observing him, and they were bewildered when they found Goap didn't show any intention to attack them.

"I didn't expect to encounter a Pacifer here," Goap said offhandedly.

At that, Iliana widened her eyes in absolute shock. She had never expected those words to come out of Goap.

"Surprised that I know who you actually are? Have you forgotten where your Clan currently is?" Goap scoffed. "We interact with the Pacifer more than the Pacifer interact with the other humans."

"... Who are you?" Iliana asked with a frown.

"Me? I am the Prince of the Southern Region of Hell." Goap smirked. "I was formerly the Great President of Hell back when I still had my Authority. I am someone whose power you can never fathom."

"You WERE." Iliana scoffed, surprising Goap. "You are no more the Great President of Hell, aren't you? Where is Hell anyway? I don't know any place named Hell here. Unless you are a weakling, you will never find Hell here."

"That tongue... Every Pacifer sure has that sharp tongue, don't they?"

"How can I know? I haven't met that many Pacifer in my whole life." Iliana shrugged nonchalantly with a sneer.

"And, you are just as irritating ... Let's see how long you can keep that smile one your face."

As Goap spread his hand, his sickening Demonic Mana immediately overwhelmed the air. Iliana even had to grit her teeth just to prevent her body from trembling in fear.

Deacon didn't show as much reaction as Iliana, which was actually a mild reaction at best, however his Mana was in disarray. As a Magic Beast, after all, he was naturally more easily affected by Mana.

Luckily, the intelligent Deacon knew what he should do, so he didn't run away like what any other Magic Beasts would do. Still, it would be impossible for him to fight while thinking clearly.

"Just assist me as much as you can, Deacon."

"Yes, Mom."

Iliana would be greatly helped if Deacon could spam his air sphere at Goap, but she knew he couldn't do that. She understood Deacon's state well, which was why she didn't ask much from Deacon.

Schwing!

Iliana spun Sinister Piercer, her spear, in the air before swinging it roughly to the side. She was armed with a Vanadium armour and a Vanadium spear, so she was confident she might be able to do something to Goap.

Whoosh!

As soon as Goap sent his Spell at her however, she immediately cursed herself for being so confident in her misconception. Goap merely sent her an energy ball the size of an adult head, but the pressure was already suffocating.

She thrust Sinister Piercer at the energy ball as she kept infusing her Mana into it. She couldn't run, so taking it head on was the only thing she could do.

It was at this moment that she realized what kind of trouble she had gotten herself into, and the fact that she wasn't Basil. She couldn't do miraculous things like him.