Kruger was even more confused. He really didn't understand what Yom was thinking and wanted to ask him, but the fact that he suddenly asked himself if he wanted to know made him instinctively want to refuse. He was worried that something bad might happen if he found out.
Yom's eyes were full of laughter. He walked over to Kruger, bent down and pointed to the outside of the tent, where the siege battlefield was taking place. Fires had been lit, turning the city walls a fiery red.
"What did you see?"
"……fire……"
Yom shook his head and straightened up.
"That wasn't fire, it was a signal, a signal of a change of allegiance."
Kruger was completely confused. He didn't know what Yom was talking about, but he hated this pretentious tone and angrily said, "It's clearly fire!"
"Haha, Kruger, you don't understand. Why haven't we received any reinforcements lately? Is it because they're afraid of Belvedere's military strength, or is it because they're too far away to provide support?"
Kruger was taken aback, but gradually he began to understand what was going on.
“I merely gave them a reason, an opportunity. But,” Yom suddenly smiled at Kruger, his eyes full of cunning, “I don’t want to be their stepping stone, their sacrifice on the throne. Instead, I want to use them as a key step on my own path to the throne.”
Kruger looked at Yom, his eyes filled with doubt and anticipation.
"Let them fight. Once I ascend the throne, I will personally lead the army. At that time, even more Marquises of Kurman will pledge allegiance to us. Haha, haha, hahahahaha."
As he spoke, Yom stepped out of the tent, then stretched out his hands, opened his arms, and laughed heartily.
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