Planning

"The Light of Ashna is a cult that worships some fanatic. I'm sure Romga has received some reports of me going on a killing spree a couple of days ago?"

"Aye, we did. But we also received a report it was you that fucked over Godwin framing us along the way!" fired Zula.

"..."

"Ummm, no hard feelings, right?" I replied with a burst of childlike laughter, causing Zula to strike the table with his fist clenched. A tremor ran through his body as he glared at me with hate.

"You may..."

"Blah blah blah, get over it. Romga is stuck, and I don't particularly care." I curtly responded, turning cold as ice. With bloodlust in my tone, I eyed the general with a cruel smile, "What are you going to do about it? Aside from bitch we both know this will lead to nothing. I own both Godwin and Asterion; it's not hard to understand. I planned this all out. This war, the death, everything. "

Heavenly qi quickly stormed the entire tent turning everything to ash. Yet, as if 'it' knew I was in danger, darkness protected me from Zula's fierce qi. Smiling, I sent Clive a side glance as he powered up.

"Enough, do not be baited by this little shit." Clive bitterly said, "We need to know what he knows."

Hearing the sounds of sand grinding against each other, I laughed at Zula, gritting his teeth. With contempt in my tone, I continued, "As I was saying, just south from Fort Gravem, where we currently are, is a hidden headquarters of The Light of Ashna. Although I don't have a precise location yet."

Bringing up a massive virtual screen of the layout of the land, I turned to Clive, "We need to attack from both sides. We have a few million more men than Godwin, so we have an advantage in numbers, but that's about it. We are in Ashna and Godwin's land. They will have more advantages in tactics for the time being."

Stepping close by me and Clive stood Zula as he seemed to have calmed down. Laughing in ridicule, I looked up at the air, "Our first objective is to lock this land down. Nothing should be able to make it in or out."

Nodding, both generals frown as I continued, " the next is to bomb the shit out of Fort Gravem. Every day, every second, we will bomb them; I want this to continue for a few weeks."

"That is just wasting supplies," Said Clive with a confused expression.

"Wrong! Aside from structural damage, we will be placing everyone in a state of anxiety. Every second, they will be wondering whether our bombing will ever stop. While it's a waste of resources, it's not like we don't have the backing of two kingdoms."

"With this phycological damage along with what I did in Godwin a few months ago. These people will panic, remembering the flaming inferno of death I created on their capital. They will be so distraught we will have a better time taking over this fort. We don't need to battle against cold, meticulous people. We will simply lose more people that way.

Staring at the horrid face of Zula, I grinned with contempt, "I will handle finding the hidden base of Ashna. Just lock down this land and let me handle dealing with Ashna."

Looking at their face, I suddenly paused, "Oh, I almost forgot is Grimlor here. I have the armors he ordered. Along with weapons for some of the geniuses he has. My people will handle the disputing."

Nodding, I smiled only to frown, knowing I may have to kill that man soon. With Nora acting the way she was, I need to develop a plan just in case something happens.

Sighing in annoyance at my extra work, I quickly found Victoria dressed in silver armor with the emblem of a black Dragon engraved into it. Her face was cold as steel as she commanded the various shoulders in their current drills.

Drawing closer without her noticing, I blew in her ear. Pushing soul force into my body to dodge the swift kick I knew would follow.

Bursting into laughter, I dodged by the skin of my teeth as she glared furiously at me. Not caring, I smirked as I turned to the bewildered soldiers. Knowing they were a little grateful for giving them a break, I grinned, "take me to Grimlor, instructor Victoria."

Slapping my head, she smiled with moist eyes, "I am glad you made it back. I was worried, but Yura informed me that you were fine." She said, taking my hand leading me to Grimlor.

Feeling the warmth of her palm, I smiled. 'I may need to start flirting with women? I need some game. Where is the fun if a woman just falls on your dick? Although Isaella was an exception, she was, as the people in my past life would say, 'was a bad bitch'.

Walking for a few minutes, I could see Victoria grinning as I told her some of the things we encounter within Drar'ethiul Realm, not bring up the Princes or other mythologies.

Seeing her smile had me feeling better as we arrived before the icy Grimlor. Noticing Nora at his side, I frowned, looking around for Yura. Showing a mask of delight, I greeted Grimlor with a joyful tone.

"Old man, we finally meet again," I yelled, waving towards Grimlor. Freezing like a statue, the general turned to me, a hint of apprehension coming off him as he gazed towards me.

"What, no hugs? Fine, fine," I Jeered with a cunning smile, "I am here to deliver what I promised, although I will not be attending War anymore. I still need to deliver what I promised."

Opening their eyes wide, Nora, Grimlor, and Victoria gasped at what I said. Shaking my head, I continued, "One of my men will deliver a few crates of new weaponry and Nexus Armors."

"Are you really leaving?" Nora quickly asked with a frosty gleam. I didn't know why but I could feel the hate, the bloodlust from her as she spoke.

Acting as if I didn't sense it, I nodded, "Yes, something happened recently, and now I have no time for such things."

"Arsene, can we least talk about this," Victoria hurriedly said with anxiety, "What about your training?"

"It's all covered, Victoria, although now this gives me a chance to date my professor...wouldn't you agree?" I asked with a charming smile.

Striking my head, she blushed, "SHut up...dummy."

Smelling the sweet scent of blood, I sent Nora a confused glance as I saw ruby red drops flowing from her clenched fist.

"Anyway, I need to go. Grimlor speak with Clive; he has my strategy plan. For the next few days, you should not worry; none of your students will be in harm." I quickly said before leaving towards the tent my men built in the residential area.