Chapter 597
Ikenga’s lips curled into a dry, knowing smile. "A demon preaching about order isn’t a normal sight," he said, his voice laced with a subtle sarcasm. "It should be scorned if heard."
Zarvok scoffed, the sound a low, rumbling growl. "I never said I liked order, only that order serves me best at times like this. We demons have the luxury of choice, meaning we can follow order if necessary and the other side if necessary."
Zarvok’s smirk deepened. "Lady Tiamat, huh? Your world must be better than I thought, having dragons in it."
The comment was met with a sharp glare from Ikenga, who immediately shifted the topic back to the pressing matter at hand. "It’s time we hasten our approach to taking this world."
Zarvok sighed, a long, weary exhalation. "I was discussing the same with my generals before you came in. You know ’Mother’ is our goal, but we have to do it in a way that isn’t too obvious. That’s been easy up until now, but as we’ve gotten closer, it’s gotten harder."
"Even more so now that the empire has promoted the abyssal armor across their army," Zarvok added, his tone tinged with frustration.
Ikenga looked down at the map, his hand moving a piece that scattered the markers representing the empire’s army. "My chess piece has now secured an important position in the empire’s hierarchy, with a strong name and a history of honor and accomplishment."
"His influence will prove vital in destabilizing the empire’s current army, particularly the Ogres and Ratfolk, which are their main fighting forces. As for the goblin mages, your demons can overwhelm them when the time comes."
Ikenga continued, his gaze intense. "Our focus must be on the remaining sixth-tier mages. Vorenza has thinned their numbers, and we now have more than they do. However, your two sixth-tier men should not be counted. They can’t offer much help in a fight against mages who have been at that stage longer than them."
Zarvok nodded in agreement. "That leaves only me, you, and Lady Keles."