Chapter 519: Chapter 253: I Don’t Think You Told Me to Attack

As Robson was lost in thought, Bo Yang stepped forward to ask a question.

Robson snapped back to his senses.

"My Lord, when do we attack?" Bo Yang asked.

At this moment, even Bo Yang’s eyes burned with a fiery eagerness.

Robson was in a bit of a daze. ’This whole ’Beast Slaying Emperor’ business feels more festive than the New Year.’

Before Robson could answer, a guard walked in from outside the tent.

The guard glanced at everyone present before his gaze landed on Robson.

"My Lord."

The guard said nothing more, simply handing a letter to Robson.

Robson took it and saw the drawing of a gray beard on the seal.

The Royal Family of the Gray Dwarves, the Greybeard Clan.

’It seems my ally is getting impatient,’ Robson thought, turning the envelope over in his hand.

’It’s just the impotent rage of a loser.’

Robson looked at the nobles in the tent. The noble lords now had their eyes fixed on him as well.

"Why so serious?"

"This is just another one of our wars on the steppe."

Robson silently put away the envelope, patted Bo Yang’s shoulder, and gestured for everyone to relax.

Seeing their Commander-in-Chief so relaxed and looking like he had everything under control, the noble lords, for some reason, began to relax as well.

"A good beginning should also have a triumphant end."

"Gentlemen, go and make your preparations. Be ready for orders at any time," Robson said with a smile.

"Yes, General!"

"Yes, sir..."

「...」

With Robson’s orders given, the noble lords all filed out to attend to their duties.

Robson, meanwhile, found Everton and Huang Na, then mounted a dragon and flew into the sky.

As for why he brought Huang Na along, it was mainly as an insurance policy.

Considering what he’d been up to, Robson couldn’t say for sure what mood King Monroe was in.

’What if the man flew into a rage and decided to pull something?’

’One can’t be too careful.’

Amidst the roar of the dragon, Robson ascended into the sky, approaching the airship.

Fortunately, King Monroe was in a good enough state of mind not to have the airship unleash its Magic Energy the moment he saw him.

However, it wasn’t much better than that.

Robson saw a small section of the airship rise, revealing King Monroe, his face flushed red with anger, glaring at him.

"Robson! What is the meaning of this!" King Monroe demanded.

Robson’s face was completely serious.

"Your Majesty, what is the meaning of *this*? I heard of Your Majesty’s grand arrival and came at once to greet you. I did not expect to be met with such a scene.

Is this how the Gray Dwarves show their courtesy?"

"You know damn well what you’ve done!"

"I, Robson, have always been an upright and honest man..."

"Bullshit!"

"Did I pay a high price to hire you just to watch you have a staring contest with the Beastmen?" King Monroe was burning with rage, even resorting to curses.

The Dwarf Race had always been the ones screwing others over. They had never been screwed over this quickly themselves.

’In the end, it’s all Kemal’s fault.’

’Instead of leading his troops to fight humans, he brings them to chop up Gray Dwarves.’

"Oh, so that’s what this is about."

Robson put on an expression of sudden realization, which made King Monroe grind his teeth in frustration, but there was nothing he could do.

"Your Majesty, that’s where you are being unfair."

?

King Monroe didn’t know how to react for a moment.

’What does he mean, *I’m* being unfair? As an ally, it’s his duty to come and help. Does he really think he’s in the right, coming here just to watch the show?’

Robson began to explain slowly.

"Initially, I agreed that I would bring my army here.

I, Robson, have lived my life with integrity, and what I value most is the spirit of a Knight!

You see, I have brought my entire army. But if the Beastmen won’t attack me, what can I do?

I never said I would initiate the attack. That would be a different price," Robson said righteously.

King Monroe hadn’t expected this human to play word games with him.

You couldn’t really blame King Monroe.

Who would have thought that when the Purple-blooded Beastmen and humans met on the battlefield, they would just stare at each other, fall into a bizarre state of peace, and then turn around to chase after him, a Gray Dwarf?

’Does that even make sense?’

"In any case, His Highness Prince Noah of my Frank Kingdom will arrive on the battlefield the day after tomorrow.

Your Majesty will only have to wait one more day," Robson said nonchalantly.

’Wait one more day?’

King Monroe didn’t want to wait another second.

Over the past few days, the number of Gray Dwarf casualties had been terrifyingly high. They had even been forced to relocate their central encampment once.

It was only today that King Monroe had truly, firsthand, faced the terror of the Purple-blooded Beastmen.

Actually, the Purple-blooded Beastmen were one thing, but the main issue was—

"Of course, on second thought, it was my oversight for not explaining the details clearly."

"How about this, Your Majesty? You can pay the final installment. Deliver the remaining iron armor to me.

Come dawn, I will naturally launch the attack. How does that sound?" Robson asked with a smile.

In truth, his words were completely unnecessary.

Even if King Monroe didn’t pay the final installment, Robson would have to attack tomorrow anyway.

As mentioned before, Prince Noah was about to arrive.

’His Highness the Prince arrives on the battlefield, only to find that I haven’t even engaged the Beastmen yet?’

That would seriously damage his, Lord Robson’s, glorious and righteous image.

He certainly couldn’t slack off on the matter of hunting Beast Emperor Kemal. Otherwise, when it came time to reward merit, the Royal Family might also decide to drag its feet, and that wouldn’t be good at all.

But, even though attacking tomorrow was a foregone conclusion, Robson still felt he might as well extort what he could.

’After all, it’s free for the taking, isn’t it? It’s now or never.’

"One hundred sets!" King Monroe snarled, his face ashen.

At this moment, King Monroe found himself missing his former Beastmen allies.

When dealing with them in the past, although his Beastmen allies always had the upper hand...

...at least they actually showed up when it mattered! Not like these humans, who were so shameless.

"One hundred sets of armor, at most. I’ll have someone deliver them to you tomorrow morning. Once you’ve dispatched your troops, the armor will be sent to your camp.

Hmph! You’d better not go back on your word," King Monroe said furiously.

After speaking, King Monroe retreated back into the airship.

Robson couldn’t quite follow King Monroe’s line of thinking. It seemed he genuinely believed they were allies.

’Once you’ve transported the armor out, what’s stopping me from just taking it? Wouldn’t that be lovely?’

When it came to the Gray Dwarves, Robson had never considered them true allies.

This was mainly because their strengths were unequal, and the Gray Dwarves had a sordid history.

From Robson’s personal perspective, the Gray Dwarves were too strong. Although they were currently struggling against the Beastmen, their opponents were the elite of the Purple-blooded Beastmen.

And King Monroe’s desperation was simply a desire to preserve his own strength.

To the Frank Kingdom, however, the Gray Dwarves were too weak. The Beastman Empire was only strong when its forces were gathered together.

Therefore, there could be no long-term mutual benefit between them. Robson had played along before for the sake of the map, but now that he had it, he no longer had any scruples.

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