Don't confiscate my citizenship

The towering magic-forbidden steel pillar stretches to the ceiling, and the intricate runes on it appear and disappear in the dim light. Under the magic-forbidden steel, the poet of great love sits on his knees in front of Pranai, with a focused expression.

In this airtight cell, the conversation between the two seemed to have become a quiet and deep ritual, with the coldness and silence around them listening to their words.

"So please give up, new king, the Protos Empire is hopeless, unless you can make Rocky McCarthy believe in us wholeheartedly..."

Pranai lowered his voice and said,

"But this is obviously impossible. Even if he is willing to sell his soul to us, it is impossible for us to really entrust our lives to him and gamble on this death game with less than 10% chance of winning."

The evolution direction of his gifted magic is clairvoyance. Although it is only in its infancy now and is not quite under his control, he has been able to see some real-time situations on the ground intermittently and unsteadily during the years underground in Helrom Prison. Sometimes it's close, sometimes it's far.

"..."

Antanas and Sinola, standing on both sides, kept exchanging glances, but showed no sign of speaking.

As Pranay's old friends, they were more or less willing to believe in the accuracy of Pranay's judgment, because the two of them together, plus Talia, were not as smart as Pranay.

But immediately, Antanas and Sinola only looked at the figure with black hair and green eyes, waiting for the king to make a decision.

They have sworn an oath, no matter what the king chooses, they will follow him.

"So why, Pranay, do you think the odds of winning are so low?"

The poet of great love paused for a moment and asked again.

He thought for a while and decided not to waste any effort in telling these three big demons who Rocky McCarthy really was.

Even when she repeatedly emphasized to Antanas that she was a man on the negative fourth floor, she didn't believe it.

Without seeing his true form, none of the three great demons would have believed that the black-haired, green-eyed poet in front of them was a leather case.

All he had to do was leave Helrom Prison later and invite the three of them to the principal's office in the Red Mond Building of the Royal Academy of Magic in Protos to see his true form, which was better than any explanation.

"Once we select Rocky McCarthy, we'll be thrust into new dangers with him as well."

Pranay believed that the new king had understood his words. The chance of victory that the new king asked was based on the premise that they could persuade Rocky McCarthy to sell his soul to demons like them.

"Under the premise that many forces in the Protos Empire have their own agenda, I am trapped underground. I cannot distinguish the cause and effect of the undercurrents behind it, and how many powerful people are hidden behind the turmoil in the Protos Empire. With the power of our demons, Even if we have the intelligence opportunity, we may not be able to achieve final victory."

Pranai looked into the new king's eyes. He believed that there was no need to continue speaking, as the new king understood what he meant.

Unless the new king can reach the ninth level and has the ability to fight two to three cardinals of the Church of Resurrection on his own, then the combat power will most likely be stable and sufficient.

From what Pranay has seen so far, with all the forces of the Demon Realm side added up, even if they identify the enemy correctly, they may not be able to compete with any of them.

"New King, can you defeat the Empire's great sage Isis alone?"

Pranay asked instead.

He had heard from his sister Shinora that the new king was very strong. If the new king could be stronger than the strongest generals under the ninth level of the demon world back then, there might be a glimmer of hope.

"Can't win."

The beloved poet shook his head.

This is too much for a fourth level.

Although Pranai was not surprised when he heard this, he looked away, his eyes seemed to be saying——

Then the hope is very small, and it is difficult for us to become the final winner.

"Can you tell me your opinion, Pranay."

The poet of great love picked up the wine bottle, poured another half glass for Pranai, and signaled Pranai to speak to him slowly.

Pranai felt a little nervous as he watched the new king pour him wine. This was obviously not in line with the etiquette of the demon world, but he couldn't do anything but wait for the new king to finish pouring the wine before toasting to the new king.

Pranay picked up the wine glass in a daze and sipped the snowy spirit. As a rational demon, Pranay really wanted a demon king who could listen to his thoughts, rather than a tyrant who would use force to coerce him.

It's just that he never dared to imagine such a thing.

It wasn't until Pranai silently put down the empty wine glass that he spoke again.

"The ticket to victory for the Protos Empire is at least two general-level combatants. The rest is a competition of intelligence. We are not sure whether the enemy will have three or four general-level experts, let alone He Errom also has Herrom's rules. Sometimes it is not necessarily combat effectiveness that determines victory or defeat, and force support is only our last resort."

His voice was a little more ups and downs, and his expression was a little more serious.

Together, the three of them, former civil servants of the Demon Realm, can only defeat one general of the Demon Realm Group Army. Moreover, they are at a disadvantage against generals from the physical system and have an advantage against generals from the magic system.

"General level?"

I feel like there are more and more units for poets.

"Probably comparable to the current cardinals of the Resurrection Church, they are both the strongest among the eighth level."

Pranay explained.

For example, the known overthrowing forces have at least two cardinal-level powerful men, so at least two general-level men must fight against them.

Based on the battle in the snowfield on the northern border that he saw that day, the eighth-level seal master in gray was most likely the Bishop of Annihilation Asksan.

As for the mysterious black-robed man, even Pranay couldn't figure out where he came from.

Even worse, if it is not handled properly, even the neutral great sage Isis and Duke Berenhard of Herom will temporarily help the other camp.

But this is only the currently known information. There are obviously more unknowns behind the scenes of the Protos Empire.

In Pranay's view, the Protos Empire is now a round table of powerful people. Forces from all sides with different ideas all occupy a piece of the pie chart. No one knows what they occupy until the day when the critical point is reached. How many pie charts there are can only be estimated.

The larger the pie chart, the greater the chance of winning.

Ideally, Pranay naturally hopes that their Demon Realm side can occupy more than half of the pie chart, so that not only can they win all, they will also have the power to overturn the table even if something unexpected happens.

But if you want to overturn the table, I'm afraid a ninth level plus them won't be enough.

Because once you choose to overturn the table, you have to challenge all other forces.

So Pranay could only take a step back and hope that their Demon Realm side would have as big a pie chart as possible.

The actual situation is that even if the Demon Realm Party enters the market, the pie chart it occupies is too small, and it may not even be guaranteed to prevent potential real enemies from overturning the table.

"..."

The poet of great love understood that the generals in the demon world back then were probably comparable to bishops.

Now that Sigrid is sealed, the three big demons can only supplement their only general-level combat power. Even if they are fully defeated, they will only have one general-level combat power in three days. Pranai may still have I mistook the Great Love Poet for a general-level combat power. In fact, this guy is truly a first-level warrior with no limit on magic power.

But Lanchi felt that the situation was not as bad as Pranay thought.

Because Askosan and the man in black robe are not in full condition...

As long as she can get rid of her old friend Asksan first, Sigrid will not only be able to unlock the seal but also become stronger. The difference between the two will widen the gap between the two generals.