Ishtar was one of the scouts that Lux had deployed to observe the movement of the Human Army that had retreated a good distance away from the capital city of the Orcs.

The Humans looked depressed, no longer having the will to fight, at the moment. However, that didn’t mean that they were incapable of fighting.

If the Great General Garret were to issue an order, all of them would be mobilized according to his will.

Suddenly, Ishtar felt something move behind her.

Before she could even turn around, a large, rough hand grabbed onto her shoulder from behind, holding her in place.

“Help me pass a message to the Necromancer,” Great General Garret whispered in Ishtar’s ears. “Tell him that I want to negotiate with him.”

As soon as the Great General finished speaking, he removed his hand, allowing Ishtar to regain her freedom.

“Negotiate?” Ishtar asked as she eyed the man in front of her with suspicion. “What do you want to negotiate?”

“The outcome of this war,” Great General Garret said.

Ishtar pondered for a bit before communicating with Lux, informing him about Great General Garret’s proposal.

“My Master said that he will speak with you through me,” Ishtar said after a few minutes. “He said–”

“I won’t talk to you,” Great General Garret interjected. “I will only talk to your Master. Tell him to personally meet me.”

Ishtar wanted to retort to the Great General, but since Lux was now connected to her, the Half-Elf momentarily took over her consciousness to talk to the enemy general.

“Whether I meet you personally or not will depend on what you want to talk about,” Lux said. “If you’re just going to spout a bunch of nonsense, then you should stop wasting my time.”

Ishtar crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for the Great General’s reply.

They didn’t expect that the head of the enemy’s army would personally come to negotiate the terms of the war, so they couldn’t help but wonder why Great General Garret was doing this.

“The reason why I want to talk to you personally is because…”

—————

Thirty minutes later somewhere near the camp of the Haca Dynasty…

“You’re finally here,” Great General Garret said. “Have you accepted my condition?”

“I’ve heard what you have to say,” Lux replied. “But how can I trust you? How about you let me kill you, so I can raise you as Undead? That way, I will trust everything you say.”

The corner of the Great General’s lips curled up after hearing Lux’s proposal.

“A tempting offer, but I have to refuse,” Great General Garret said. “There are still things that I need to do, and I can’t do them as an Undead.”

“What a shame. I even plan to give you some freebies if you join my side.”

“Maybe in my next life.”

Lux rubbed his chin as he considered Great General’s Garret proposal. If he agreed, then the war would end in their favor. However, if this was a trap, then the entire Blackrock Clan could be wiped out in a day.

“I can’t risk the lives of the Blackrock Clan,” Lux stated. “If you want to settle this, let’s settle this between ourselves.”

“And you think you can do that by yourself?” Great General Garret scoffed. “Maybe you should have brought Barca with you. It seems like I overestimated your influence over the Orcs.”

Lux shrugged off the Great General’s words as if they weren’t important. For him, he could take responsibility for his own actions if he only moved the forces under his command.

However, the Blackrock Clan was different. Although they were now part of his Guild, he didn’t want them to risk their lives on the gamble he was planning to make.

Unlike the Undead under his command which he could revive over and over again, he couldn’t take responsibility for the lives of the Orcs. Although he could revive them, a living Orc and an Undead Orc were two different Orcs.

“I have a different proposal for you,” Lux said after several minutes of silence. “Don’t worry, our interests will not have any conflict with each other. There is another way to meet your condition without the need to drag the Orcs to the negotiation table.”

“Oh?” Great General Garret arched an eyebrow. “Tell me, I’m all ears.”

Lux walked closer to the Great General to tell him his plan.

“This is what we’re going to do,” Lux said.

The Great General of the Haca Dynasty listened to his proposal with a frown on his face. However, he didn’t interject even once and simply listened to what Lux had to say.

“So it is my turn to take a gamble, huh?” Great General Garret chuckled. “You’re making this difficult for the both of us, Necromancer. Just as you said earlier, how can I possibly trust you?”

Lux smirked before snapping his fingers together, showing something to Great General Garret, which made the latter’s eyes widen in shock.

“This is my sincerity, Great General,” Lux said. “As for whether you wish to trust me or not, that decision lies in your hands.”

—————

Just as the sun was rising from the East, the sounds of war drums echoed in the surroundings.

“Everyone! The Orcs are coming!” One of the Watchers shouted. He then rang the bell to alert everyone, especially those who were still asleep of the danger that was approaching their location.

“Hateful monsters!” Ronan, who had lost his shield and suffered serious injuries from the previous battle, cursed as he propped himself up from the bed.

His injuries had already been healed by magic, but his entire body was still sore and as heavy as lead.

When the Vanguard Commander came out of his tent, he saw everyone in the camp scrambling to pick up their weapons and organize their battle formations.

Great General Garret sat on top of his Warhorse as he gazed at the Orc Army in the distance.

‘So it has come to this,’ Great General Garret thought.

The Commander of the Haca Dynasty pulled out the sword from his scabbard and raised it high in the air.

“Everyone, hear my orders!” Great General Garret shouted. “Full Retreat! We’re going back to the Dynasty!”