Time passed like a flowing river. The battle between the divine tribe and the middle world allies was still slow. It was natural. One side was deliberately arranging the situation so no change could occur.

Lebron looked at the battlefield and touched his chin. War was always real for him. He killed and trampled on the opponents to achieve his goal. For Lebron, this type of war was both unfamiliar and awkward.

‘It is so uncomfortable.’

Two people made the war this way. They were the emperor and Hyeonu. Their positions were different, but there were many similarities.

“What do you intend to do when the war is over?” Lebron asked Hyeonu a question.

"Let's see? Nothing has been decided, but... I’m going to do the things I’ve put off one by one,” Hyeonu answered in a vague manner.

“What did you put off? Are you going to rest?” Lebron asked again.

‘Since when has he been paying so much attention to me...?’

Unlike usual, he couldn’t get rid of the feeling of prying.

“It is similar. I’ve been busy going here and there. I think I need to recharge once...