The Vastness of Magical Destiny

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Poznan is not at peace right now, although Ebson’s slander at the time of his departure caused me to lose a lot of public support and allowed Komer to gain a firm foothold in Poznan, I still have a highly respected reputation within the Kingdom of Nicosia. There are many nobles in Poznan who are inclined towards me, and I have never given up on maintaining contact with that side. If I could really kill Komer in one fell swoop, the power circle that Komer has worked so hard to establish would collapse overnight. That’s the way it is for a person without the backing of a familial power; losing the person means losing everything.

But to penetrate deep into Poznan and assassinate Komer is also fraught with considerable risk. Now that Komer is still in Poznan, one can imagine that those fellows around him are definitely extremely vigilant, and the fact that these guys were able to penetrate deep into Marco and return successfully shows how powerful they really are.

Zellin hesitated, the thought that emerged in his mind was like an opium poppy filled with fragrance, tempting him. Catch the thief, catch the king, this is an eternal truth. As long as Komer is dealt with, not to mention Poznan, Homer and even the entire Caucasus would be thrown into chaos, and greenhorns like Hoffman and Katya are simply not worth mentioning in front of me; I will be able to smoothly take over all that belongs to Komer. Who could resist such a temptation? Now is the best opportunity while the opponent is in Poznan, the unsettled situation and the relatively unfamiliar environment are good covers for a surprise attack. Once this guy returns to Caucasus, finding such an opportunity again would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Zellin just felt his mouth was so tense it was somewhat bitter, and he didn’t even notice the sweat that was seeping from his forehead; he only felt that the back of his shirt was somewhat sticky. He knew it was the feeling of his undershirt being soaked with sweat, which was quite uncomfortable.

Catch the thief, catch the king. As wonderful as that may sound, it is not so easy to catch a king, and should there be a failure, the consequences would be extremely serious. He believed he had gained some understanding of Komer, a man cold, wise, and full of ambition. Using this kind of ploy to force an opponent into a corner would undoubtedly force the other party to declare war on Galle at all costs. Is Galle ready for this?

Zellin let out a sigh. He knew that it would still be difficult for Galle to face the pressure from Homer alone, adding on Silesia might be somewhat better, but the army of Half-Beastmen and Barbarians were as hard as rocks, his troops had already experienced their valor. Once a true battle broke out, it could turn into a fight to the death, no longer the sluggish stalemate that exists now.

If this opportunity is passed up, Galle would find itself in an awkward situation. After the opponent takes control of Poznan, their strength will expand even further, and to the west, Galle may just become the next Poznan for them. Zellin was certain of this, human greed knows no bounds; when in a position of absolute advantage, no one would give up everything that is obtainable, it seems impossible for any sane person to do so.