Meeting

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After a long journey through the mountains in the abyssal zone, Raimon and his group went directly to the border command of the Kingdom of Austria.

Where a meeting that was destined to happen would take place.

Tired of the fight and all the events in this seemingly simple mission Raimon already had on the list of his escort the three people who performed best in the mission to accompany him back to Anthos Castle where he would spend 2 months.

He would then return with Duchess Dalia to the main family castle.

Walking back to the Kingdom's defense line they met Heinz who successfully rescued the mission objective and discussed their encounters with the enemies. At the same time, Reineza concentrated on regaining his strength quickly.

It took about 3 days to enter the camp where the only Duke of the Kingdom lived protecting the defensive line of the abyssal plane.

They went through all sorts of formalities until they were finally allowed to prepare for a night's rest and the information exchange meeting.

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Past noon sunlight could be seen streaming through the window in the largest stone house in the camp.

The sound of footsteps in a quiet rhythm sounded in the auditorium-sized main hall. At the far end of the hallway sat Commander Steward of the Kingdom of Austria with his French-style mustache, meticulously combed brown hair, and a line of soldiers below the podium.

The sound of calm and forceful breathing coupled with his red and gold Victorian-style uniform gave a sense of tranquility in the hall.

In front of the row of soldiers stood a young man about five feet tall, with blond hair and blue eyes, a white and gold uniform with the insignia of the Royal family of the Kingdom with an all-black sword at his waist awaiting the arrival of the guest.

When the sound of footsteps ceased, a young man of about the same age, but a little taller, with a well-proportioned physique, fiery red hair, and a complete blood red sword hanging from his waist dressed in black and gold began with his presentation.

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"A pleasure to meet you, my name is Raimon Flower..."

"The pleasure is mine, my name is Edward Austria."

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After a bit of a long presentation, Raimon and Edward started talking about the possible changes in the border of the Abyssal plane of the Kingdom and the Duchy.

"Your prince, I don't know what you think about my proposal."

Raimon did not answer Edward's question. But this did not mean that Edward did not realize his statement.

After Raimon began to digest all the information given to him by his Highness Edward, which had been completed with his ideas and opinions of Commander Steward during the time they were waiting for this meeting he sighed deeply.

"Ha... You dream big."

"Is that so?"

Edward laughed at Raimon's words.

"So... When do you think it will happen?"

"I think we still have some time left before the wave of abysmal monsters."

"But, I think we have a little less than seven years before a full dimensional rift descends upon us."

"You're a lot more accurate than I initially thought, huh?"

Raimon could only smile bitterly at Edward.

"Why are you hiding so many things...?"

"I understand."

Edward gritted his teeth hard and stared at Raimon in frustration. While Raimon couldn't help but click his tongue at the realization that he had more to hide than being the King's illegitimate son.

"So, is there any solution? Just as you said, what we have isn't enough to deal with a catastrophe."

"That's right."

"If we continue like this and only prepare with what we have, it will be difficult for us to endure even three years."

"What do you mean, three years...just hanging on for one year will be tough."

Countless historical records have shown how hard it was to face such a catastrophe.

It was a war in which every country on the continent had worked together only to barely hold the front and avert a major disaster. It was a war that ended only after the death of countless humans. Moreover, the dimensional rift remained for hundreds of years and resulted in the birth of countless abysmal monsters from the contamination of this aura.

This was how the wave of abyssal monsters was described in the records.

"If a monster wave occurs, the North will not survive. As soon as it happens, we must retreat."

"But there's no way the Empire will allow that."

"True."

Edward replied bitterly.

Those damned bastards of the Imperial Family would leave them behind. They would prioritize buying time while letting the lives of the north be sacrificed.

It was no secret that the Imperial Family greatly hated Duke Flower's family while the Kingdom of Austria was of little value in the eyes of the Solar Empire. However, they would try to get them to give their lives to block this catastrophe.

"For the Empire."

This was something he and the Duke's heir knew.

"So what are you thinking?"

"Let's clear a path."

"You're just going to leave them there? Are you telling me we should abandon the Empire?"

Edward shook his head at Raimon's words.

"Not at all."

"Then?"

"I mean that literally."

"Open a path."

"A path?"

"That's right. The entire North will create a path for the monsters to reach the center of the Continent."

Raimon looked like he still couldn't understand Edward's words.

Understandable.

This method only came about long after the wave of monsters had begun during the first catastrophe of mythical and ancient beasts that ended the Star Empire.

It was a trick that had occurred to one of the officers of the central commission in fear that the great monsters would flock to the Imperial Center once the North was devastated. The method would allow them to create a path from the North to the Center by making walls and fortresses.

With this method, the Center was able to deal with a small number of monsters while the North continued to suffer enormous damage. However, this method bought them more time until they were fully prepared.

With the information from the Kingdom's library, Edward planned to copy this method by reducing casualties in the North. Recalling the information he had then, Edward began to draw on paper to help Raimon understand what he was talking about.