During wars, intrigue is everywhere, and anyone who thinks wars must be fair is bound to lose.

The sun was rising; the night before, Prince Absab had spoken with his father, and then, during the military council meeting, it was agreed that Prince Absab would attack the following day.

Prince Absab held his halberd; standing near him was Commander Rellington, whom Prince Absab had recruited and entrusted with some of his troops.

"If you distinguish yourself even further, your future will be prosperous, Commander Rellington," Prince Absab told him.

"It is all thanks to the prince’s grace," said Rellington respectfully.

Prince Absab mounted a black, imposing warhorse.

He rode to the front lines and declared:

"I won’t say much, but those who survive this day will live to see a better future; no one will forget your achievements. Today, we are all the Presial Kingdom."

[Unparalleled Orator (High Level)]

A great many soldiers cheered the fearsome and powerful prince.

...

At the Imperial camp, the vanguard was preparing. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Today is the day; we will put an end to the enemy prince," said Rasgar Relvin in a firm tone.

In recent days, the Imperial army had held a clear advantage in battle, and some demons had been slain by the apostles.

No demons were captured, as they used a type of poison that caused them to die quickly.

Seeing that the entire army of the Presial Kingdom was preparing, the Superior Commander ordered the commanders under his command to personally lead their troops.

...

Both armies were ready for battle.

At that time, the Imperial Army was twice the size of the Presial Kingdom’s army.

Commander-in-Chief Rasgar Relvin ordered the attack; likewise, King Sition ordered his army to attack.

...

The sun was rising.

In his spacious room, at that moment, lying on his bed, covered up to his shoulders in comfortable blankets made from the finest demonic materials, Mart Sevec was enveloped by his demonic energy.

[Greed Trait activated]

[You will receive double everything you earn]

[Pride Trait activated]

[All host stats will increase by +20]

A subtle smile appeared on the charming face of Mart Sevec, who was still asleep.

At that moment, Emy was still by his side, silently watching her husband.

[Activating the Power of the Sleeper: Macabre Nightmares]

...

In a spacious and beautiful palace, whose walls were white and whose windows were so clean they seemed invisible.

In a comfortable room, a man who appeared to be about 50 years old, with gray hair and a mustache, was sleeping; the man opened his eyes.

What he saw was a room covered in blood, with a very strong odor.

He was Eldon Stivan, the most powerful wizard in the Kingdom of Lizler.

The Kingdom of Lizler was an ally of the Venrac Empire.

To Eldon, who was wearing white clothes that, from his perspective, were bloodstained, the only thought that came to mind was that he was in a place surrounded by enemies.

He looked around; he couldn’t see his staff, but since he was a mage in the seventh mana circle (Low Tier), he didn’t critically need the staff at that moment.

Though he didn’t need it, driven by some unknown impulse, he burned his mana circle, raising his power to the "High Tier" of the seventh mana circle.

Some maids dressed in elegant uniforms were cleaning the hallways.

They were delighted to see Lord Eldon emerge from his room.

But what Eldon saw were demons with horrific deformities, holding human limbs in their hands.

"Die, you despicable demons!"

Eldon effortlessly conjured mana bullets that caused the demons to explode on impact, scattering their remains everywhere.

"AAAAHHH!"

Screams!

Fear gripped the hearts of the maids as they ran in a futile attempt to save their lives.

One by one, the maids fell, as did some soldiers who had approached to see what was happening.

"Your Excellency, Lord Stivan, stop!" exclaimed a soldier.

The soldier’s words were distorted, and what the wizard Eldon Stivan heard was:

"Damn human wizard, we’ll keep killing humans."

The soldier’s body exploded when his sword shattered as he tried to block the mana bolt. The soldier’s flesh, entrails, and remains were scattered everywhere.

Eldon Stivan, growing increasingly desperate as he found himself in the midst of that hell, decided to extend his magical perception, and what he saw was that in that palace and the nearby city there were only demons—or so he sensed.

The humans going about their daily lives in the city suddenly saw large orange magical circles in the sky; from those magical circles descended enormous fireballs that began to destroy entire buildings and streets, killing hundreds and hundreds of civilians in the process.

In less than an hour, that palace and that city lay in ruins, and the only one left alive was Eldon Stivan, who gazed up at the red sky where a putrid eye stared back at him.

The sun was the putrid eye.

The wizard Eldon launched a powerful "spear of magical energy" with all his remaining mana, and said spear ascended to the sky and then exploded with force, shaking the ground throughout the territory of the Kingdom of Lizler.

After that powerful explosion, fear began to reign among the inhabitants of said kingdom.

...

In a beautiful temple with golden domes and marble-colored walls, the apostle Alon Rifersten opened his eyes.

His eyes were sky-blue and quite beautiful; a young nun was praying beside him at that moment.

Alon grabbed the nun by the neck.

"Demon, tell me, where am I?" Alon asked in a firm voice.

Before Alon stood an amorphous demon with skin riddled with grotesque holes from which worms protruded; it was about to cast a spell before Alon grabbed it by the neck. Or so that was what he could see and perceive.

"Apostle, I am... I am Sister Anis," she said.

But what he heard was:

"Disgusting humans, the great demons... will win."

He snapped the nun’s neck and let her fall to the floor; the noise caused another nun to come in, but he blew her head off with a single punch.

An apostle sent by Mr. Gemini to protect Apostle Alon quickly sensed the deaths of two people.

Apostle Mitchel hurried through the temple’s hallways until he reached the spot where Apostle Alon was standing.

"Let her go! What are you doing?!" Apostle Mitchel exclaimed upon seeing Alon strangling another nun with brown hair and brown eyes with one of his hands.