The God's Games

After considering it for a while, Jenlyns ultimately chose to abandon expressing his thoughts.

Since he had promised to trust Hanjun, Jenlyns wouldn't press him on when he would finally make a move.

Hanjun also understood the unsaid parts of Jenlyns's words but still didn't express his stance.

Jenlyns could only sigh and scratch his head in frustration.

He was responsible for directing operations at the command center, but if he didn't have capable people to coordinate, what good was he as a commander?

Hanjun reassured him, "Don't worry; the heroes will surely complete their mission successfully."

Even though he said that, Jenlyns continued to fret, feeling this was perhaps the toughest battle he had ever fought.

The disparity in numbers and strength between the two sides was enormous.

More importantly, this battle was crucial for the survival of humanity.

If they lost, the demons would march from Ulon City to the south, and countless families would be torn apart, potentially leading to the destruction of the entire world.

Carrying such a psychological burden into battle, Jenlyns found himself questioning every action he took.

Was this step the right one?

Would it help in the upcoming situations?

Or could it cause unforeseen consequences?

Each step felt particularly difficult as he moved forward with a heavy load.

After venting to Hanjun, Jenlyns quickly returned to the command center and soon learned that the heroes who had come back were reporting their completed missions.

Due to a shortage of manpower, he was now assigning heroes to tasks.

It had to be said that this group was quite useful, and they were completing missions remarkably quickly.

Many people were coming in and out of the rooms, and once Jenlyns finished one task, he quickly had to tackle the next.

At that moment, a hero walked in from outside, holding a bowl of something.

Jenlyns initially thought they were there to report another mission, but when he looked up, he saw what the hero was carrying.

After a moment's hesitation, Jenlyns asked, "...What's this for?"

The hero smiled and replied, "Your aide said you've been too busy lately, so he asked me to bring you a bowl of rabbit soup to help nourish your body."

Jenlyns smelled the aroma of rabbit soup and revealed an expression of helplessness.

Since the Royal Knights had become little more than a name, the vice-captain of the Royal Knights had joined the heroes' team and fought alongside them.

To the heroes, this behavior was called teamwork, and they were obviously surprised that they could team up with someone from the Royal Knights.

What they hadn't expected was that even outside, the vice-captain could still pay attention to his physical condition and had the hero bring him soup.

Jenlyns had the hero place the soup on the table and curiously asked, "Where did this rabbit come from?"

Logically, given that Ulon City was low on supplies, such fresh meat couldn't possibly have come from the stockpile in Father Barry.

The hero scratched the back of his head and smiled, "While out on a mission, I caught a rabbit on the plains and made some soup."

Upon hearing it was caught on the plains, Hanjun's expression changed slightly.

He almost wanted to scold the hero for being reckless; wasn't it dangerous to go out there right now?

But he quickly remembered that this was a hero they were talking about; they didn't have to worry about such things.

Jenlyns could only sigh in relief.

To be honest, he admired the heroes' straightforward nature, but he also knew they couldn't understand his concerns.

They never had to worry about not being able to respawn, yet Jenlyns couldn't act as recklessly as they did.

Before he could even take a sip of the rabbit soup, he heard a guard reporting from outside the door.

"Commander, several high-level demon races have appeared outside the city, preparing to attack. What should we do?!"

Jenlyns's face changed dramatically upon hearing this.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The guard outside continued to ask what they should do now.

Inside, Jenlyns's head began to throb at the news.

The heroes were surprised for a moment, then seeing Jenlyns's reaction, quickly asked, "Commander, are you okay?"

Jenlyns shook his head, bracing himself against the table and forcing out, "I'm fine…"

He then focused on the news the guard had brought.

He had seen high-level demon races before; the Ogre Knight at the city gate was one such example.

At that time, he and over ten knights had been unable to deal with even that one high-level demon, and it was only because Butch had come to help that he managed to escape.

Now that Butch was injured and recovering, the demons were unleashing multiple high-level demons to attack the city.

This was clearly their way of thinking that, with their strength, they could definitely add some pressure to the crumbling structure of Ulon City.

Jenlyns didn't have any other thoughts; he simply felt that Ulon City was truly doomed.

They didn't even have the capability to fend off other demon races, let alone deal with a few high-level demons.

Who could possibly confront them?

Even the fearless heroes didn't stand much chance.

What could he do?

Would this city meet the same fate as before, ending in defeat?

Even if the Church of Light revived, would it change anything?

Jenlyns fell into deep thought, but the hero brought him back to reality.

"Commander, are you okay?"

Jenlyns replied with a dry throat, "I'm fine. You all should hurry back."

One hero volunteered, "Didn't the guard just say that several high-level demons had appeared? Let us go!"

Jenlyns forced a bitter smile; it seemed the heroes still didn't understand the power of these high-level demons.

If they did, they certainly wouldn't speak so lightly.

He refused their request and instructed them to return to the church quickly; perhaps Father Barry needed their assistance.

The heroes thought it was because their favorability wasn't high enough that Jenlyns didn't assign them this task.