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Chapter 87: The Armistice? Lynn Said There’s Nothing to Fear — I’m Only Third-tier!
In the blink of an eye.
The enemies besieging the castle had turned into allies. The scene was bizarre beyond words.
Colin and the others were completely dumbfounded.
This sudden reversal of the situation was far beyond their comprehension.
Something felt very wrong!
“Lady Erica.”
Colin finally couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Since the Divine’s Chosen One has descended and the crisis is over, why do you still look so worried?”
Daniels also frowned deeply, equally puzzled.
The Rathead cowering in the corner rubbed his hands nervously and muttered under his breath, “Yeah, didn’t we just win the war? What’s there to be afraid of…”
Erica took a deep breath.
Only then did she turn around, revealing a faint, complicated smile.
She shook her head, exhaustion weighing heavy in her eyes. “Priest Colin, you’ve all oversimplified the matter.”
“Do you think, with the Undead Scourge rampaging across the continent for so many years, border towns like Lemon Port could still barely survive by luck alone?”
“Why do those top-tier undead creatures — Frost Dragons, Death Knights, Crypt Lords…”
“Or even more terrifying beings — never directly descend upon us and crush us like ants?”
Colin froze, recalling what Servan had said earlier.
He blurted out instinctively, “Is it because of that… armistice treaty?”
“Correct!” Erica’s voice sank low.
“The real reason lies in that single agreement — The Violet Armistice!”
“It was a pact signed between the Imperial Royal Family, the remaining great nobles, and the upper echelons of the Undead.”
Erica explained, “The contents are simple: beings of fifth-tier or above — whether human or undead — are forbidden to directly intervene in local conflicts within the Empire.”
“Whoever dares to break this balance first…”
“The other side gains the right to retaliate with forces of an even higher level!”
“It could even trigger an all-out war!!”
At this point—
The study fell silent, so quiet that only heavy breathing could be heard.
Erica paused briefly, then continued, “So you see, all these years, even though the Undead Legion was fierce, most of their assaults relied on low-tier undead creatures, overwhelming us with sheer numbers.”
“Occasionally, a third-tier or fourth-tier leader would appear — that was already the limit.”
“Beings like the Rotting Lord, those of fifth-tier or higher, only dared to hide behind the scenes, collaborating secretly with human traitors to cause destruction. They would never openly raze a city.”
“The same goes for us.”
“All human fifth-tier and above powerhouses have long gathered within the Imperial Holy City — Holy Saint Anna — and do not easily set foot on the borders.”
The battle-hardened Daniels was the first to react.
He clenched his fists tightly. “So that’s it!”
“But how is this a truce? It’s just the Undead slowly devouring humanity without expending much effort!”
After all, they only ever heard of towns being slaughtered by the Undead Legion—
Of countless citizens dying in flames—
But never once of any lord leading his troops to annihilate a legion of the undead!
Humanity—
Had always been on the defensive!
That was why the victory of Oak Town was so extraordinary.
And why the Rotting Lord was so furious!
Not because it had lost tens of thousands of low-tier soldiers and a couple of minor fourth-tier subordinates.
But because its reputation had been utterly disgraced in front of its peers!
Colin adjusted his glasses, thoughts racing.
Past battle reports and strange stalemates that once seemed illogical—
All suddenly made sense!
But along with understanding came a creeping chill that crawled up his spine.
“Lady Erica! The Divine’s Chosen One’s power is clearly of fifth-tier level — that would be seen as breaking the armistice!”
Seeing that he finally grasped the severity of the problem, Erica nodded gravely.
“He descended from the sky, crushed a fourth-tier knight and a thousand soldiers in a single move.”
“Such might — anyone who saw it would assume he’s fifth-tier, or even higher!”
“Once this spreads, the Rotting Lord will never let it go!”
“They could use our supposed violation as a pretext and send out a truly terrifying being…”
“When that happens, Lemon Port won’t be facing an idiot like Servan anymore — but utter annihilation!”
Colin and Daniels both turned pale.
They had only seen the Divine’s Chosen One’s immense power—
Never realizing that behind it lay such a deadly rule!
But then—
A calm, gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Erica:
“So that’s what’s really going on inside this little ‘agreement’ — quite interesting, actually.”
Erica froze, immediately turning around.
There stood the mysterious black-haired youth — the so-called Divine’s Chosen One.
No one knew when he had silently appeared at the corner near the window, watching her with faint amusement.
Clearly, he had heard every word she said.
Colin and Daniels hurriedly bowed. “Lord Divine’s Chosen One!”
Their faces were full of reverence and curiosity.
Colin’s heart pounded violently.
He studied Lynn’s face carefully—
And at last, matched him with the mysterious powerhouse Lady Liz had once described—
The man who had rescued McKinley outside the town’s borders!
So the Angel had long since sent him to secretly protect them—
They simply hadn’t known!
Lynn waved a hand casually, indicating they need not be so formal.
Then his gaze shifted toward Erica, his expression still warm.
“If what worries you is that my appearance might break the armistice, then I think you’re overthinking it.”
Erica’s brows furrowed tightly.
Suppressing her startled heartbeat, she said with a trace of irritation and doubt, “Why are you so sure, sir?”
“Don’t tell me you’re planning to use the excuse of ‘not being part of the Empire’ to brush this off?”
“That’s impossible!”
“The Undead don’t care where you come from — as long as something happens on Imperial soil, they have grounds to strike back!”
The more she spoke, the more disappointed she became.
This Divine’s Chosen One was terrifyingly strong, his origins mysterious—
Yet his grasp of continental affairs was so shallow!
A mere brute with power and no sense!
However—
What Lynn said next completely shattered Erica’s composure—
Along with the minds of everyone else in the study!
“Heh.” Lynn chuckled softly, his tone light, as if discussing what to eat for dinner.
“When I said there’s nothing to worry about—”
“It’s precisely because of what you just explained about the armistice.”
He paused for a moment, then said slowly, “Because, I’m not fifth-tier at all.”
“My actual strength… is only third-tier.”
“……”
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Erica’s eyes widened as if she hadn’t heard him clearly.
Colin’s mouth hung open, his glasses sliding down his nose.
Rathead even blurted out, “Huh?”
Third-tier?
You wiped out three fourth-tier knights and sent a thousand soldiers flying—
And now you tell me you’re third-tier?!
Erica was the first to recover.
She let out an incredulous laugh, her chest heaving with anger.
“Lord Divine’s Chosen One!”
“That joke isn’t funny at all! Please stop mocking us!”
“Otherwise, even if you are fifth-tier, I, Erica Floyd, will still—”
Her words abruptly stopped.
Because the vast, oceanic pressure radiating from Lynn’s body—
Was swiftly retracting.
In its place appeared a sacred, gentle aura—yet clearly much weaker.
That aura… was pure and bright, carrying a hint of divinity.
But its strength—
Was undeniably steady at the third-tier level!
As a third-tier magician, Erica could never mistake the energy level.
And Daniels, a battle-hardened third-tier Earth Knight, could also judge it precisely.
Thus—
Everyone in the room was petrified, their minds blank.
Lynn looked at their stunned expressions and spread his hands helplessly, as if innocent.
“I really am third-tier.”
“But that doesn’t mean I can’t fight two tiers above, right?”
Then he added a line that nearly made everyone vomit blood:
“Sorry, I guess I’m just too strong— scared you all a little.”