Chapter 1689: A hunt
Chapter 1689: A hunt
Cain’s eyes narrowed as he listened to the words of the Inferno Daemon. Zoro’s plan was indeed straightforward—blunt, even—but that didn’t mean it was a bad one.
While Cain preferred more intricate maneuvers—strategies designed to break the enemy’s cohesion and sow confusion—those required flawless coordination among troops, and that level of discipline was most certainly lacking at this stage of the war. A direct assault, while lacking elegance, also meant there were fewer variables that could go disastrously wrong.
Still, Cain had something else in mind.
A faint glow of sharp intent flickered in his crimson eyes as he stepped forward. “It’s a solid plan,” he said evenly, his tone respectful but firm. “But I’d like to propose an addition.”
Zoro’s gaze sharpened, the pressure around him growing heavier as he turned his full attention to Cain. He was not the type to tolerate deviation from his strategy, yet Cain had demonstrated immense power and had been the key force that shattered the balance during the Battle above the Sea of Misfortune. That earned him, at the very least, a moment of consideration.
“Speak,” Zoro said, his voice low and rumbling like distant thunder.
Cain offered a faint smile, not one of arrogance but of calm confidence. “I want to act as a scout—advance ahead of the main army. I can survey the terrain, identify traps, ambush points, and gather key intelligence before we commit our forces.”
Gasps and widened eyes met his suggestion.
Scouting was among the most dangerous responsibilities on the battlefield—often a death sentence for those who lacked the skill or luck to survive behind enemy lines. Most would avoid the role entirely. Yet here was Cain, volunteering for it.