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Scarface's 180-degree change in attitude made everyone present's eyes twitch wildly.

They never expected this.

This alchemist's greed was even more outrageous than expected.

He actually dared to betray his employer right in front of him.

"Ahem, brother, don't forget that the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people."

"This is your teaching to me."

Cyril's timely reminder brought Scarface, who was obsessed with money, back to his senses.

He felt as if his words had been thrown back at him like a boomerang.

This frustrated him greatly.

"Oh, right, right, the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people."

"Now is the time to get down to business. We'll discuss the patient's condition after this is over."

Scarface looked at Eclipse Elaine, his eyes filled with reluctance.

He's not interested in women who are just ordinary, but it's a different story if a woman is willing to pay.

He doesn't mind having a long talk with the other party to reach a cooperation agreement.

Seeing that the little incident was over, Cyril didn't want to argue with the other two about the authenticity of the ambush.

Therefore, he directly unleashed his level 13 aura.

He proved the truth of his words with his actions.

His action directly ignited the fighting spirit of more than 500 soldiers.

Everyone followed their leader's example and unleashed their combined aura.

There was a loud bang.

An invisible wave swept across the entire allied camp.

The unusual activity here became apparent to everyone.

"How...how is this possible?"

The hangman, Ryan, was horrified; he stumbled back several steps.

Carefully discerning the level within the aura:

"There are actually more than 50 people at the level 9 limit?"

"More than 400 people in levels 6-8."

"The rest are all level 5 beings."

"Just how many skeletons did I have to kill to level up to these levels?"

Terrified by this terrifying power, he immediately grabbed his long green hair.

Luckily, the force didn't cause her to develop alopecia areata.

The others weren't much better off.

The hot-tempered Fen Kai has been turned into a statue, staring wide-eyed with snot bubbles coming out of his nose.

He had lost control of his facial expressions.

The fat, dark-skinned Morton trembled like a leaf, his flesh rippling in waves.

It felt like being electrocuted.

Meanwhile, the ever-alluring Elaine of the Moon was now radiant with springtime beauty, her aura flaring out.

They all felt like a small boat on the ocean, being baptized by a storm.

"Golden Knight, stop now!"

"We believed it! We believed it!!!"

Fat Morton, who was struggling against the force of the attack, quickly spoke up to dissuade him.

This prompted Cyril to extend a hand and stop the soldiers from moving.

"Alright, lieutenant, let's call it a day."

"You should return to the camp to replenish supplies and take the remains of the deceased back with you."

"The Chief Administrator will handle this properly."

"Yes, sir." The adjutant bowed.

He led over 500 swaggering soldiers out of the camp gate and returned to his assigned area.

Everyone who encountered these soldiers along the way would show expressions of envy and jealousy.

Now they're also secretly complaining to themselves.

If it were them who launched the attack, it wouldn't be Ironclad City that would gain a huge boost, but rather they.

The soldiers of Rock Iron City were quite pleased with those envious glances.

Seeing his troops leave, Cyril and his representatives went to the army camp.

He made his guarantee straight to the point:

"Everyone, I have been promoted to Guardian Knight, a being who possesses a sacred oath."

"Therefore, not a single word I just said is false, and I can vouch for it with my sacred oath."

"(⊙o⊙) What? You've become a guardian knight?" The crowd, already deeply shocked, was now even more astonished.

What exactly did this guy go through?

Not only did my level skyrocket, but I also became the rarest hidden class.

There seem to be very few Guardian Knights in the entire kingdom, right?

Unexpectedly, one appeared in the small Iron City.

How can we even talk about justice now?

Is this really such a great opportunity to go out? It's outrageous.

The expressions on the faces of each representative were quite fascinating.

I wanted to say something, but Cyril's subtle pretentiousness left me speechless.

My whole body felt like it was being bitten by ants, which made me very uncomfortable.

In the end, it was only the easygoing Morton who broke the awkward silence:

"Ahem, well, you don't need to say anything, we all understand."

"Although what happened is outrageous, we choose to believe you."

"After all, you've become a guardian knight, so your words naturally carry authority."

The others, though gritting their teeth, agreed with Morton's statement.

"That's right, you're strong, and you're a guardian knight, so I can trust you this once."

Iron Anvil Fortress's Burning Armor directly stated its position, defining the nature of this outrageous incident.

"Well, since no one has any objections now."

"Shouldn't we get down to business now?"

The alluring Eclipse Elaine tossed her flowing purple waves, directly steering the conversation toward the undead.

She walked with a cat-like gait to the military map.

He bent down and pointed at the attacked village.

"What do you think the undead and orcs will do next?"

What arrangements should we make?

Upon hearing this, everyone focused their attention on the military map.

Ryan, the hangman with the coldest expression, frowned:

"Heh, the undead's sneak attack plan has failed, and they will definitely switch to a low-profile approach. It will probably be very difficult to find their traces again."

"As for that group of orcs that suddenly appeared, they were clearly after the undead."

"This shows that their goal is also the core of the fertile nest."

Ryan's analysis was logical and well-founded, and each representative began to think about it seriously.

"Oh dear, since the orcs' target might be the Nest of Life, then there's bound to be a tough battle ahead."

The fat, dark-skinned Morton looked worried, sensing the difficulty of the mission.

"So what if it's difficult? Are we just going to give up like this?"

"At worst, I'll let them taste my Boiling Blood Melting Fist and see if it can melt their tattered armor."

Flames suddenly erupted from the crimson arms of the armored figure, as if preparing for a great battle.

"Hahaha, you're kidding me."

Morton the Rockbreaker didn't give him any face and burst into laughter.

He pointed to everyone present and asked:

"Ask yourselves honestly, who among you can stand against 190 level 9 orcs?"

"In addition, the Golden Knight's intelligence states that he has invincible defense and his strength can overpower level 9 elites."

"What are our chances of winning if we all attack this group of orcs together?"

His question was so forceful that it silenced everyone.

Even Cyril, the strongest player on the field, knew he was no match for them.

As someone who experienced it firsthand, he understands best just how terrifying orcs are.

The soldiers' current achievements are due to just a sliver of sunlight peeking through the gaps between their fingers.

Therefore, if you want to snatch chestnuts from the fire in the hands of the orcs, you can only outsmart them.

The representatives, who also understood this, began to brainstorm ideas.

Eclipse Moon Elaine sat cross-legged on the map, her beautiful eyes glancing at the others.

"Hey guys, isn't it time to lay our cards on the table?"

"If we keep hiding it now, the core of this underground palace will be taken away by the orcs."

"Wouldn't we just be playing a minor role in this expedition then?"

"All the benefits have been taken by outsiders."