The central nobles of the Pallan Empire, Count Burning and Duke Digg, met in secret.

"Prince Davey has made an appearance again."

"This isn't good. Since when did our mighty Pallan Empire start being influenced by the whims of a prince from some minor kingdom?" Duke Digg complained irritably.

Count Burning sighed. "We have no choice. His power is not merely that of a Swordmaster, which is a term for a single legion. If the reported combat prowess is true, he possesses a national-level battle power within a single territory."

With overwhelming Holy Magic and magical prowess, in addition to alliances with elves, dwarves, and various foreign races emerging from the forest, it was true that the empire would feel threatened if Davey decided to wage war.

"We cannot let him do something this time."

"Do not worry. I have already sent my people to the quarantine zone where the epidemic is currently spreading. They are continuously delaying the disease control team's efforts to treat the illness. Well, Prince Davey is planning to go, but how could he possibly contend with a disease that even holy power can't cure? He was lucky to cure a major disease...