Sovereign of the Ashes

For the cannon fodder legions of Pyreling World, Sein had already dispatched mages from the Divine Tower of Ashes to handle their management and deployment.

The dark creature legion, however, was another matter.

Since its founding, the Divine Tower of Ashes had publicly dedicated itself to combating black mages and underground dark creatures within Ashenreach.

Many full-fledged mages had crossed paths with dark creatures during their training.

If Sein were to deploy these underground dark creatures as his own forces openly, it would be hard to justify to those working for him.

However, the demigod-level Dark Elf Queen disagreed with Sein.

As Lorthisra’s subordinate and a native of the Grand Elven World, the Dark Elf Queen often approached matters more cunningly and directly than Magus World mages like Sein.

“Master, you are overthinking this,” she said bluntly.

“We’re in the midst of the Clash of Civilizations. Every being of the Magus World and Magus Alliance has a duty to lend their strength to the Magus Civilization. Even the black mages of Blackhaven can be justified in fighting for us now. So why worry that deploying dark creature legions might stir suspicion or discontent?” the Dark Elf Queen asked.

“If you look at it from another perspective, the fact that these underground dark creatures are willingly offering their strength to the Magus Civilization is proof of the success of your governance in Ashenreach,” She smiled radiantly.

“Oh? That is indeed an interesting perspective.” Sein cast a surprised glance at her.

The Dark Elf Queen was breathtakingly beautiful. Her skin was as dark as midnight velvet, and her figure was perfectly proportioned.