There is no doubt, these three are the most human-like among them.
Even though demihumans could infiltrate human ranks by surrendering, as far as he knew, many demihumans had already surrendered to humans seeing the unfavorable state of the war at the front line, and humans were open to their inclusion.
However, demihumans who surrendered were destined to never truly enter the core of the human ranks; they would only trust their true kin.
At the moment, only these two could accomplish this daunting mission.
The Warlord believed that compared to humans, his administrative philosophy was more advanced—here, as long as you demonstrated enough value, no matter which tribe you came from, you would gain the respect of others.
The only thing that puzzled the Warlord a bit was that he also didn’t know why he trusted these three humans so much, willing to entrust them with such an important mission, but these trivial details were not important.
The moment they saw these three people appear in the command room, they knew they were the most trustworthy subordinates in this war and could even influence the course of the war.
This command suited him perfectly.
Although he had always advocated for racial harmony, at the moment there were other places that attracted him more here.
Elemental Shapers of this era had created the Magic Network, and after his previous journey to the Mage Tower, he also had a burgeoning idea of rebuilding the Magic Network.
This was undoubtedly an unexpected delight.
Before setting out, Ethan had to emphasize that he had no issues with his demihuman friends and absolutely did not discriminate against their unusual appearances and excessive body odor.
Under Kane’s leadership, the strategy meeting progressed very smoothly; the subsequent part was more about "weapons" discussion.
Kane proposed a plan and became the executor of the plan.
It was already an hour later by the time they left the combat command room.
The moment he stepped out the door, Kane seemed to relax entirely, looking out the window into the distance.
There, it was still flashing and thundering, the garrison had fled back to the facility, leaving only pit after pit in the vast wilderness, with the remnants of the large war beasts.
After a while, he spoke, "I know you must have many questions now."
If it were someone else, he might have brushed it off with cryptic questions like, "Do you trust me? If you do, then stop asking questions," but before Ethan, he intended to hide nothing.
"Unexpectedly, this tedious war game continues."
Ridiculous and, at the same time, leaving him somewhat saddened, "You must have heard of the way to pass this trial, the Magic Network is the key to everything. As long as the Magic Network can be destroyed, this war will head towards victory—at least that’s what It believes."
To date, many candidates have accomplished this feat.
Watching the human coalition fall into defeat and destruction time and again, Kaisaros seemed to find some solace in it.
"But this is all Its self-satisfaction; the failure of the war cannot be rewritten, even It doesn’t know if these plans can truly succeed."
Kane’s eyes glinted with a flash of brilliance.
He believed that with Ethan’s wisdom, he should have already discerned the essence of this trial.
It had nothing to do with war, victory, or even the Magic Network.
The purpose of this trial was always only one.
"It wishes to hear a good story, logical and reasonable, one that can convince It, making It believe It can win this war."
Even if the story and victory were illusions.
Just like the world itself, a beautiful dream ready to shatter at any touch.
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"This is the wisdom I understood from ’you all.’"
Kane turned around, meeting Ethan’s gaze, his eyes fiery, "Human growth is overcoming the immature past."
The final glance, with implied meaning, swept past the ever-silent Lindong.
"You too, aren’t you?"