Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

After a moment, the petite and delicate Serena exchanged glances with her twin sister Stella. Having seen the determination in each other’s eyes, they were now ready to speak.

Serena took a step forward and clasped her fists towards Leo Ray, saying, “My Lord, why don’t we seize the opportunity to enter Coldflame’s main camp and kill the commander of the Coldflame Army directly?

By destroying their command center, I believe it won’t be long before the

Coldflame Army collapses in no time!”

On the other side, Stella, whose appearance was nearly indistinguishable from that of Serena, stepped out without hesitation, nodding her head firmly in agreement.

“Oh, I see. A beheading operation, huh?”

Extending his hand to pat the twins’ heads, Leo Ray’s expression was warm as he smiled and said, “Indeed, this is undoubtedly the fastest and most straightforward way to cause the Coldflame Army to collapse.

However, it’s not suitable for our current situation.”

At this point, the puzzled expressions appeared simultaneously on the faces of everyone present.

Leo Ray cleared his throat and continued, “As one can imagine, the area surrounding an army commander is bound to be heavily guarded by powerful forces. In the shadows, there will be exceptional hidden defenses.

Otherwise, with the current situation, wouldn’t one side be able to simply launch a surprise attack on the other’s main camp with all their high-ranking powerhouses and end the war right away?

Therefore, although the enemy has no Tier 5 powerhouses, these defensive measures and hidden strengths undoubtedly make their overall strength infinitely close to that level.

So, without our overwhelming advantage and knowing the enemy’s specific cards, the beheading operation is not the best option.”

“As expected, my Lord, your analysis is very reasonable, impressive, truly impressive. ”

On the other side, Gideon Black elegantly adjusted his glasses and agreed, “Moreover, I believe that our operation this time should be carried out as quietly as possible.

We must avoid letting either Coldflame or Saint Night notice.”

“Uncle Priest, why is that?”

On the cliff top, Scarlett, dressed as a witch, stood with her hands behind her back and blinked her big eyes in confusion.

“I’m not even thirty years old. I shouldn’t be much older than you, right? Do I really look that old?”

At this moment, Gideon’s movement to adjust his glasses froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He sighed helplessly and continued.

Regaining his composure, Gideon continued, “If Coldflame senses that we are helping Saint Night to defeat them, despite the mutual restraint of the situation, they would certainly hold a grudge against us.

After all, losing a small Cyan Town wouldn’t touch the interests of many people.

However, most of the Coldflame Legion is composed of elite subordinates and soldiers from various cities. If these soldiers die on the battlefield, it would undoubtedly ignite the fury of the entire Coldflame Kingdom and quickly spread to us.”

“That’s right. Without them noticing us, this rage would naturally be directed to Saint Night Kingdom, further intensifying the conflict between the two countries.”

Hearing this, Taylor stroked his thick beard on his cheek and thoughtfully said, “It’s certain that the more intense the conflict between the two countries, the less they have time to worry about us.

This would undoubtedly allow us more time and space to develop and benefit us in every way.”

“That’s right.”

As the morning sun shone on Gideon’s glasses, he spoke again, “As for the Saint Night Army, knowing our intent would bring more harm than good.

First of all, let’s not talk about whether our assistance will be leaked to Coldflame.

Secondly, it’s unlikely that they would easily believe that a group of unidentified people is here to help them defeat Coldflame, right?

So, under the circumstances of limited time, it would be best for us to carry out everything quietly to avoid any further complications, as it most aligns with the current situation.”

“Well said.”

Patting Gideon’s broad shoulder, Leo Ray turned his gaze back from the battlefield below the cliff, and then summarized, “So, our next action is clear. We must help the Saint Night Army achieve a crucial victory without alerting either side, thus gaining an overwhelming advantage.

This will force the Coldflame Kingdom to send reinforcements to the border, ultimately achieving our goal of distracting them from a two-sided war and focusing on us.”

“But, my Lord, what exactly should we do?”

Scratching her head, Scarlett stepped closer, her cute face seemingly understanding yet confused at the same time.

“It’s simple. Disguise ourselves as the remnant of the Saint Night Army and then join their main force to counterattack,” Leo Ray said with a light smile. “I see, indeed the most straightforward method.”

Gideon’s tense muscles relaxed involuntarily when Leo Ray spoke, making him eager to start, “Although the Saint Night Army has just suffered a defeat, as Senior Taylor said earlier, they are far from crippled.

Thus, although the current situation between the two armies is intricate, with numerous small-scale battles taking place across various locations, an overall balance of power is still maintained.”

“And we are the last straw that will break this balance!”

At last, Scarlett’s face illuminated with comprehension, clapping her hands excitedly and then asked Leo Ray, “My Lord, can I go all out with my fire powers later?”

“No problem, just make sure you don’t wet the bed at night.”

Shaking his head helplessly, Leo Ray’s gaze fell on the distant horizon.

At this time, the big sun had risen completely, and the little sun was also half-exposed.

The sun rose in the east, and the morning mist dispersed, ushering in a new dawn upon the land.

Witnessing this scene, feeling the blood-stained morning breeze brushing past, Leo Ray’s spirits lifted. His gaze deepened, and he instructed the others, “Alright, prepare to set off.

Our target is the closest battlefield. Let’s write the final chapter of this battle.”

“Understood!” On the other side, the five subordinates clasped their fists and spoke in unison..