"Very good." Kemler expressed his satisfaction with Mathew Bade's plan. The Undead Grand Mage raised his head and locked eyes with Mathew Bade.
What he saw was a Black Knight burning with hatred and venom. Kemler liked that kind of ally.
In Mathew Bade's eyes, what he saw was an Undead Grand Mage filled with seething resentment and ravenous greed.
"So... what is your decision?" Mathew Bade indicated that it was time for Kemler to make up his mind.
"I agree with your decision to go north first, then south. We will strike preemptively and catch Brittania completely off guard." Kemler laughed, his old, withered cackle echoing through the abandoned villa. The Undead Grand Mage took a few steps forward, then abruptly turned back. He pointed at Mathew Bade standing behind him: "You've provided me with a good suggestion, godson of the Witch Demon King."
"Then we can prepare to attack Jisoleox..." Mathew Bade said subconsciously.
