Chapter 113 - 102: Turmoil in the Northern Province, End of the Purge

Chapter 113: Chapter 102: Turmoil in the Northern Province, End of the Purge

Over the span of three months, the Maine Alliance had reaped substantial gains, and each person’s smile never faded. Yet, within those smiles, a hint of worry couldn’t help but surface in everyone’s expression.

As the lords of the Northern Province, whether it was Baron Pape, Baron Valmy, Baron Gladon, or the other two newly promoted barons, they had all clearly felt that the atmosphere in the entire Northern Province was completely off.

In the past, the assaults from the Beastmen typically lasted just a month or two, at most three months.

But now, the assault from the Beastmen had already lasted for four months with no signs of abating, and the situation was even escalating.

Under the current circumstances, if this continues, a full-scale war is not impossible.

Once a full-scale war breaks out, the outcome is imaginable.

Under the night sky, adorned with stars.

The familiar system notification sounded.

Daily intelligence has been updated.

[1: Within a hundred miles to your west, there will be a group of Mad Spider Beasts, whose venom is enough to poison a group of Pig Beasts, even Tier Two Magical Beasts would be affected]

[2: In the western part of Qiuye Territory, Lord Remon unexpectedly discovered a small copper ore deposit within his territory and successfully defeated the green goblins, taking over that small copper ore deposit...]

[3: Three days later, in the north where you are, a group of Tier Two Kobolds will attack an undeveloped territory]

[4: To the north of Eagle Ridge, the extreme cold from the Northern Ice Glacier is about to spread, and the temperature will drop sharply.]

[5: ...]

[8: Three hundred miles from your location, a group of Tiger-headed Men is assaulting a frontier territory, and in five hours, that territory will be unable to resist and will be breached by the Tiger-headed Men]

[9: Five hundred miles to the west.......]

Line by line of text appeared, and upon looking at this intelligence, Thor couldn’t help but become solemn.

Compared to a few months ago, the number of Beastmen had noticeably increased, and their strength had increased too. In the beginning, most were only Tier One Beastman Tribes, and Tier Two were not uncommon, but in the recent daily intelligence reports, there were almost no Tier One Beastman Tribes left; most were Tier Two.

Moreover, the rate of the northern territories being destroyed was accelerating.

"It’s time to leave!"

Thor muttered to himself, then promptly made a decision.

Three months of purging had yielded ample gains.

While continuing would still offer more rewards.

The risk had also begun to increase.

Despite having daily intelligence updates.

It was time to err on the side of caution.

The next day.

Sunlight streamed down.

Thor immediately gathered the five lords of the Maine Alliance.

Inside the tent,

The five gathered.

Yesterday, once again, they purged a Tier Two Dogman Tribe, which undoubtedly brought them considerable gains once more.

However, compared to usual, their smiles were much less.

The turbulent times left them feeling uneasy within.

So much so that their gains did not bring the usual excitement.

"Gentlemen, we should call it an end!"

Thor looked at the group, speaking in a deep voice.

"Indeed, we need to leave; over fifty frontier territories in the north have already been wiped out, and last month even three Baron Territories were destroyed. War is likely not far off."

Baron Pape took a deep breath and then nodded in agreement.

The others exchanged glances and then nodded as well.

No one objected.

Even though their gains from the purging continued to grow.

In such times of turmoil, they all knew it was best not to continue these purgings.

"Let’s settle it then!"

"In three days, we prepare to return!"

Thor saw them nod, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The allure of wealth was strong; he had been genuinely worried that they might not be able to resist.

Fortunately, none of the five were like that.

This was undoubtedly the best outcome.

Soon, the Maine Alliance began to swiftly organize.

Three days later, the group set out to return to the Maine River Valley.

And just as the Maine Alliance was withdrawing from the northern region,

the entire north plunged into chaos once more.

Numerous Beastmen continuously attacked.

Even the northern defensive line began teetering on the brink of collapse.

Indeed, the Kingdom had sent reinforcements.

But on the Beastman Tribe’s side, their numbers increased with time.

Although Tier Five Beastman Tribes had not yet appeared, Tier Four ones were not scarce.

Just the Earth Dragon Knight Order alone had encountered over five Tier Four Beastman Tribes, and the Flying Eagle Knight Order’s defensive line also faced two Tier Four Beastman Tribes.

Even though Tier Four Beastmen are generally weaker than Sky Knights, the sheer numbers are overwhelming.

Human Sky Knights often had to face two, even three, Tier Four Beastmen.

And that’s not to mention those below Tier Four.

The number of Beastmen was already more than that of humans.

Even if the same-tier strength was inferior, the sheer number made up for any gap.

If not for the long garrison lines established by the Tulip Kingdom along the northern borders, the defenses might have already been breached by now.

"Duke Kalenina, how much longer for the Kingdom’s second wave of reinforcements?"

"At this rate, we can’t hold them back!"

Marquis Reman’s face was pale, and his breath was irregular. On his chest was a massive, nearly slashing wound.

It was inflicted by a Tier Four Beastman.

As an Earth Knight Peak, even facing a regular Tier Four Beastman, not a Sky Knight, he was beginning to struggle.