Chapter 232: It was worth it!

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Chapter 232: It was worth it!"Wait—what exactly am I forgetting?" Ethan blinked, completely thrown off, his face full of confusion. "Mythic Units," Roland said flatly. The words hit Ethan like a jolt of electricity. His eyes narrowed. "Mythic Units?" "Exactly," Marquis Lucan chimed in, a grin spreading across his face, his voice tinged with excitement. "As everyone knows, to revive a unit, you need the corresponding Creature Dwelling. Crimsonstar Kingdom does have the dwellings for 13-Tier Kirins, sure. But for 14-Tier Sacred Kirins? They don’t have a single one." He paused for dramatic effect—then burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Count Valkarion, the truth is, most of Crimsonstar Kingdom’s Sacred Kirins weren’t even theirs to begin with. They either bought them or borrowed them temporarily from the Tidesworn faction. And now? They just lost over thirty of them in one go. That’s not just a setback—that’s a gut punch. A total disaster." Ethan’s expression shifted as the realization hit him. A strange smile crept across his face. "...Damn. He’s right." It felt like walking down the street and suddenly finding a few hundred bucks lying on the ground—pure dumb luck. A windfall. In the world of Glory Lords X, reviving any unit required the proper Creature Dwelling. No dwelling, no resurrection. Simple as that. So if Crimsonstar had no Sacred Kirin dwellings... Then losing thirty 14-Tier Mythic Units wasn’t just "painful." It was like having an arm chopped off. Or a leg. This wasn’t just a bruise—they’d been crippled. And if they dared to come back for round two and lost the rest of their Sacred Kirins? That would be it. Game over. End of days. Marquis Lucan’s eyes narrowed as he continued, his tone turning cold and deliberate. "Crimsonstar Kingdom’s got a long-standing grudge with the Five Maritime Nations of the Greenwave Sea. There’s constant conflict along their shared borders. That’s why their other Sacred Kirin legion—another thirty 14-Tier units—is permanently stationed over there. They can’t afford to pull them out." Then his voice shifted again, this time laced with mockery. "Heh. And without the Sacred Kirin legions? Crimsonstar’s navy isn’t all that impressive. If they try anything now, they’re just throwing themselves into the meat grinder." It was clear now—what everyone had feared most from Crimsonstar all these years wasn’t Thalric, the Naga Swordmaster, even though he was an S-rank orange-tier Legendary Hero. No. What truly terrified them was the Sacred Kirin legions. Thirty of them working together could unleash a tsunami-level spell with the destructive force of Tier 4 magic. That was the real threat. Thalric? Not so much. Why? Because Thalric was a melee-type Hero Unit. His crowd-control and area damage were mediocre at best. And once he set foot on land? His combat power dropped like a rock. And on land? That was their turf. "Just an orange-tier Legendary Hero—nothing to be afraid of. He’s not a Crimson Ultimate Hero, after all..." That was the general sentiment among the Unicorn Duchy’s upper ranks. But that Tsunami spell? That was a whole different beast. If the Sacred Kirins had enough time to charge it up, the sheer destructive force could wipe out the entire coastal line of the Unicorn Duchy—maybe even push deep into the mainland. It wasn’t a question of if it could happen. It could. Easily. The only reason Crimsonstar hadn’t done it yet was because they didn’t dare—or didn’t see the need. But that kind of looming, invisible threat? That’s what really wore you down. That’s what kept you up at night. Which was exactly why the Unicorn Duchy was practically celebrating now. One of Crimsonstar’s two Sacred Kirin legions—thirty 14-Tier Mythic Units capable of unleashing Tier 4-level Tsunamis—was gone. Wiped out. Completely annihilated. How could they not be thrilled? It was like a mountain of pressure had suddenly been lifted off their chests. The air felt lighter. The world looked brighter. Marquis Lucan, riding high on that wave of relief, puffed out his chest and slapped it with confidence. "Count Valkarion, don’t worry. If those Crimsonstar idiots are dumb enough to try anything again, you won’t even have to lift a finger. We—the Unicorn Duchy—will make sure they pay for it." "Ahem—cough, cough, cough!" Before he could finish his triumphant declaration, Roland, the Cavalier Hero from the Castle faction, suddenly broke into a loud, pointed coughing fit. Lucan froze mid-sentence, his face flushing red as he realized he might’ve gotten a little too carried away. He let out an awkward chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. Yeah... maybe he’d oversold it a bit. Roland, ever the tactician, smoothly took over the conversation, steering it back on track. "Count Valkarion," he said, his tone serious, eyes sharp, "let’s talk about the alliance moving forward." He leaned in slightly, voice low but firm. "You mentioned before that you were willing to help us clear out the Inferno Devils. Was that offer real?" Because while the Inferno faction hadn’t launched a full-scale invasion of the main world yet, their presence was already being felt. Inferno troops had started appearing in increasing numbers. Even Inferno Devils and Hero Units from their faction had been spotted. They were the vanguard—the spark meant to ignite the flames of war. Their job was to destabilize the main world, sow chaos, and open the door for the full force of the Inferno faction to pour in and tear everything apart. And that meant the Unicorn Duchy was under massive internal pressure right now. Lately, things had gotten seriously out of hand. Not only had 14-Tier Mythic Units—Inferno Arch Devils—been spotted inside their territory, but they’d even confirmed the presence of more than one orange-tier Legendary Inferno hero. They were doing everything they could to hunt them down, but honestly? It was like trying to put out a wildfire with a bucket of water. An orange-tier Legendary Inferno hero? That’s no joke. Those bastards were nearly impossible to kill. And if things kept going like this, the Unicorn Duchy was screwed. Completely. The real war hadn’t even started yet, and their entire internal structure was already on the verge of collapse... Once the fighting actually began, and the Inferno faction launched a coordinated attack from both inside and out, the Unicorn Duchy wouldn’t stand a chance. They’d be the first to fall—cut down like wheat under the Inferno Devils’ scythes. So yeah, they had to fix their internal mess. Fast. And right now, their only hope was Ethan. Because once a Crimson Ultimate hero entered the field, even a 14-Tier Mythic Inferno Arch Devil wouldn’t be able to hide from them. "Don’t worry," Ethan said after a moment’s thought. "I’m not the kind of guy who goes back on his word. I’ll lend you Cicero for now." "Seriously?!" Marquis Lucan jolted like he’d been hit by lightning, eyes wide with disbelief and hope. "You mean it?!" This was exactly what he’d been waiting for. A Crimson Ultimate hero! Ethan nodded. "Yeah. But you’ve got to do everything you can to keep him safe. And if anything weird starts happening in the Crimsonstar Kingdom, I expect you to back us up immediately." Lending Cicero to the Unicorn Duchy wasn’t a decision Ethan had made lightly. But after weighing the risks and the benefits, he’d come to a conclusion: It was worth it! ...

Chapter 232: It was worth it!

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