If they were on a mission outside Olympus then it would be fine but… If the warriors stayed outside and started to build the base. The others would see it as them trying to expand their territory. The worst-case scenario would result in a large-scale war. It was especially the case if they build a base near the other Holy Lands or Large Countries.
Luckily, in the entire Hall Plains, there’s not a single Large Country or Holy Land. Although this land was huge, it was still desolate and small in the eyes of those large countries. The territory of Olympus alone was sixty times larger than Hall Plains.
It was too large that it had hundreds of small countries in its territory. That’s why sometimes, a small-scale war occurred inside the territory. Those small countries were fighting each other and the higher-ups couldn’t even bother those people since they were too busy with a much bigger problem.
The warriors would also take some missions to investigate those small countries. Just like what happened to the Dukedom of Halbun where Souta fought the old man that wields the power of curse.
“The warriors doing missions outside of Olympus have also received the same warning. The situation is getting out of hand.” Markov said to him.
“I understand. Then, what about the demons?” Souta nodded and asked.
“The demons? The demon army had stopped advancing. Still, solidified their formation in the southern part of the continent. They are currently in a standstill against the large countries in that land. We’ve sent some of our warriors there a few months ago.” Markov slowly explained.
The demon army had occupied hundreds of kilometers of land in the southern territory. They were currently fighting the army of the four large countries in that land. Most of the battles were still between low-level experts and it haven’t escalated to a full-blown war of all top powerhouses.
The top powerhouses were still keeping each other in check. If one moved then the rest would follow suit.
Through Markov’s explanation, Souta was glad that the demon army was still moving according to his memory of the game. If it changed, he would be worried and have to provide all sorts of plans.
“Here, look at this… This is basic knowledge so there’s no problem with me sharing it with you.” Markov placed a map on the table. He looked at his men and asked, “Give me a pen.”
“Yes, sir.” His subordinate nodded and left. In just a minute, he came back and gave a pen to his Squad Leader.
Markov glanced at Souta and asked, “You haven’t been dispatched to the battlefield, right?”
“Against the demons? Yes, I haven’t, I only heard it from fellow warriors.” Souta nodded lightly.
“This is roughly the battlefield of the demons.” Markov drew several small circles on the map and showed it to Souta.
Souta narrowed his eyes and said inwardly, ‘This is roughly the same.’
He was glad that the situation here was somewhat similar to the game. It means that he hasn’t made an impact on this land. Well, ever since he came here the only experts that he fought were from Red Matter Association. Also, he hasn’t made a move in other important areas.
‘Here, the Solnes City… This will be called Solnes Theatre in the next few months. I need to make ample preparation.’
He didn’t know a lot about Solnes Theatre as he didn’t participate in that battle, but Souta knew an important thing. One of the highest-grade mana fruit would appear there, a mythical grade mana fruit. It was called Tears of Divine Might.
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[601-800] THE EVOLUTION OF A GOBLIN TO THE PEAK
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