Sorcery Monarch Part 2

Chapter 275: Too Poor to Sustain

Facing Matthew's all-seeing gaze, Macaron felt a sudden and inexplicable fear surge from deep within.

It was as if he was staring at a natural predator, with his life hanging by Matthew's whim.

This feeling was strange and unusual, similar to the flashes of insight he occasionally experienced.

In the past, he usually managed to turn danger into safety, although it often came at the cost of his guards' lives, allowing him to survive.

However, this time, when facing Matthew, that feeling was completely different.

Fear flooded his heart, urging him to run away immediately.

But unlike usual, Macaron didn't yield to his instinctual fear and choose to flee or hide.

He had no way out this time!

Noticing his terrified expression, Yaya glanced at him curiously but refrained from asking questions.

She already knew before coming out.

She was there to learn and observe, not to speak out of turn.

If she had any questions, she would ask Matthew directly.

"Interesting..."

Matthew quietly withdrew his gaze and continued to wait for Taling 343 to finish assigning the tasks.

Without unnecessary chatter, 343 quickly completed the distribution of teams and the leading nobles.

Matthew could clearly sense that 343 possessed a unique calculation ability, capable of assessing the combat strength of each unit.

What seemed like a random distribution was actually based on a straightforward logical pattern.

Fit for purpose!

To 343, completing the mission was the most important thing; the thoughts of these nobles were irrelevant.

As Schroeder and others watched confidently, 343 stopped waving her hand and issued a calm command:

"Area 2 will comprise the selected units, totaling 20,000 troops, under the command of Lord Harley!"

Lord Harley?

A Level 15 High-Stage Knight!

The trusted aide and steward of the City Lord, the man who had truly managed Bloodmoon City for the past few years.

Schroeder and his companions were stunned; they never expected the barbarians to draw Lord Harley into action personally.

This carried deep implications, filling them with a sense of foreboding.

"Wait, why is Lord Harley managing Area 2, and why are we assigned there as well?"

"Exactly, our soldiers are stronger and should be assigned to Area 3, where we could take command!"

"Besides us, there's no one else left..."

"Could it be..."

Schroeder quickly realized and turned his gaze toward the Darkmoon Family's silent troops.

Was it them?

There was an inside story!

As they began to feel disgruntled, 343 indeed announced the infuriating news:

"The rest are assigned to Area 3, under the command of Baron Lark from the Darkmoon Family."

Before they could voice any objections, 343, hovering in the air, waved her hand lightly.