Today was the day. The members of the GES were never going to wait around for a long time once they gathered. Not only was it best to get this over with so that something like an alliance between Demi-humans and Humans could end, but it was also act before it was too late.

  The shock around the existence of Goblins of the Seventh Tier was not one easily forgotten.

  Every single one of the powers gathered as part of the GES had at least one individual higher than the Seventh Tier in some way shape or form. Some of them had more than just one.

  That meant all of them knew of power that someone so strong could hold.

  Once you reached above the Seventh Tier, fights were no longer as simple as just the Tier you were in. In most cases it actually little to do with it.

  There were many more potentially catastrophic ideas at play when it came to discussing powers above the Seventh Tier.

  Although Rick and his Chiefs believed that all they had to do was come together and sacrifice themselves to potentially stop someone at Eighth Tier from killing them all, they couldn’t be further from the truth.

  For those who knew of the power that begins at the Eighth Tier commanded, all of them had a saying amongst them.

  The saying itself was different across different races and communities, but the fact remains that all of them shared one.

  ‘The Seventh Tier is the highest a man can reach.’

  It was simple. So simple that if it was heard by those who were not necessarily aware of the chasm that existed between the Seventh and Eighth Tiers then would only think the person who spoke it was ignorant or just didn’t know better.

  The number of Tiers were so commonly spread that even the Goblins who didn’t speak any spoken languages of the continent knew of them. So it was hard to blame someone for hearing that saying and thinking to themselves that the speaker just lived under a rock for some reason.

  But to those who knew…

  They knew how true such a statement was.

  No one who managed to climb above the Seventh Tier was a simple ‘man’ anymore.

  So…while those individuals couldn’t simply leave their countries to join the battle that was about to take place, their subordinates would make sure to approach the battle with the right mindset.

  For a Goblin cannot be allowed to even attempt such a climb.

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  Never.

  It mustn’t happen lest those on the Continent face certain doom.

  Of course this was mostly baseless conjecture, but the powers at me knew far more than they were letting on.

  Though even if they ‘knew’ more, there was still the fact that Goblins were seen as pests all around the Continent. Just how many of them were killed on a regular basis for the simplest of reasons?

  Goblins didn’t even have the reputation of being evil or aggressive in the same way as Orcs did for example. The Orcs were known as an aggressive race of beasts that fought violently at the slightest bit of inconvenience.

  Goblins on the other hand? There was nothing of the sort when it came to the rumors surrounding them. At least not on a Continental scale.

  Perhaps some Goblins in a few places managed to reach the Third Tier, and instead of running way from humans for example, they fought to defend themselves and killed a few. In a situation like that, it would be quite easy to paint Goblins as villains, but it would only be for that area and its surroundings.

  For the most part Goblins simply stuck to their small tribes and hunted for food in nearby areas.

  Yet some of them were killed all the same. For whatever reason.

  Wouldn’t the King of Goblins have a problem with that? Wouldn’t the King of Goblins want revenge for all the lives his people taken?

  If such a being with a mentality like that was allowed to reach the Eighth Tier, it would be nothing short of the apocalypse in the eyes of many.

  The level of effort it would require to kill him at that point, would guarantee the deaths of many. Especially if the Goblin King was ready to sacrifice his life to kill his enemies.

  Or at least that was how some people thought.

  Either way…it didn’t matter all that much.

  Now that the battle was here and ready to begin in full, the reasonings no longer carried real weight. War was war. Bloodshed was bloodshed. Death was death.

  It didn’t matter what or why things reached this point, only that this was now reality. The members of the GES would march into the Dark Lands of Mir with their only goal being to knock the Goblins down a peg, and the killing of their King.

  While the Goblins would do their best to kick who they see as invaders out of their lands and delay enough for their King to return.

  War was war. Bloodshed was bloodshed. Death was death.

  10,000 troops poured into the forests in loose formations according to the battle plans and strategies that the leaders of the combined forces came up with.

  Which left the Knight Orders from Touval and Verdan essentially combining into one large group as they moved towards their destination.

  This battle wouldn’t be taken place in the open fields and trees were everywhere, so they weren’t in the tight ranks expected of a Knight Order, but they were still together.

  And Kisha along with all of her fellow mages were along with their respective Knight Orders. It would be their responsibility to officially kick off this important war with an opening salvo that the Goblins would remember for a lifetime.

  Now since the advancing force wasn’t doing anything to hide their advances into the forest. Especially the advance of the Knight Orders who were front and center of the advancing party, it wasn’t very hard to take notice of them.

  In fact, that was the exact intention of the strategy being implemented here.

  They wanted to be seen.

  They wanted the Goblins to come out full force and attack them for coming into their home to kill their King. In their minds, it would be even more perfect if the Goblin King himself were to show up and denounce them if he wanted.

  Unfortunately for them though, the Goblins would not give them what they wanted.

  The members of the GES were noticed long before they actually made their way deeper into the Dark Lands of Mir, and the Goblins planned to welcome them appropriately.

  It was only right that one treated visiting ‘dignitaries’ with the respect they deserved after all.