Strongest Mage with the Lust system

Chapter 646  War Merits

"...We six are from the Alliance, here to establish the War Temple on your kingdom's battlefield. The demons will try to stop us from doing so, and because of the rules of the war, we can't kill lower ranked demons en masse, we have recruited you to help defend against them."

As soon as she finished saying this, everyone's faces fell.

There was silence for a while before the crowd broke out in an uproar.

"The fuck!"

"Is she kidding us?"

"Weren't you supposed to set up the War Temple within a day or two after the demons step foot on our land?"

"Why are you only doing it now? What's going on?"

…

Hearing everyone's outraged cries, Max's expression grew dignified.

'So, this is the reason why the demons attacked before the supposed time? They didn't want the Central Plains' Alliance to set up War Temples?'

A moment later, he shook his head, 'No, it can't be this simple.'

While he was lost in his thoughts, Emily asked Lily why was everyone going mad. "Since they decided to take the risk and go to the battlefield, why are they reacting like this?"

Lily shook her head, "It's not the same."

She thought for a moment before saying, "Let's put it this way, in the war, there are chances to survive because as long as the strongholds, War Temples, are intact, the demons can't attack you if you retreat. However, without the War Temple, they will chase you until they kill you."

"Usually, the Alliance finishes setting up War Temples before the major wars start. However, this time the demons had caught them off guards by arriving a few months earlier than expected. Hence the situation."

"So, that's why…" Emily nodded in understanding, but as she looked at people crying about, there was naked disdain in her eyes.

Her expression was mirrored by Pauline, who looked at some of the people from the Fuller family who had become anxious, and coldly said, "You chose to come here knowing you may die there. Since you were already prepared to die, why does this slight increase in the chances of dying make you afraid?"

Emily looked at her in surprise, not expecting her to feel the same as her. Pauline, who noticed her gaze, smirked at her in provocation, immediately destroying her slowly forming positive image in Emily's mind.

"SILENCE!" Verana's voice boomed, drawing all other noises.

"It seems I was wrong to call you brave… you are nothing but cowards, who don't deserve to fight on the front lines."

"You have five minutes. All those who want to leave, can freely leave."

Many people felt ashamed when they heard her. However, that didn't stop from leaving.

Five minutes later, over three thousand people had left, leaving a little less than eight thousand in total.

The man who tried to force Azaroth to reveal what he was talking to Max, Tristen, snorted in disdain, "Cowards!"

Verana swept her gaze across the remaining people in the plaza and waved her hand.

Swoosh!

Immediately, a palm sized metal plate appeared in front of everyone.

"This is the Merit Plate. Drop a drop of your blood on it and bind it with you. There are specialized formations engraved on it that will record the number, cultivation level and other things about the demons you kill and turn them into War Merits."

"Now, to know how many War Merits the demons give based on their cultivation, race, etc. infuse your will into the Merit Plate."

When Max infused his will into it, information appeared in his head.

An ordinary Two Star demon, whether it was early-stage Two Star or peak Two Star, gave 1 Merit.

An ordinary Three Star demon gave from 10-50 Merits; early-stage 10, mid-stage 20, high-stage 30, and peak Three Star 50.

An ordinary Four Star demon gave from 100-500 Merits; early-stage 100, mid-stage 200, high-stage 300, and Peak Four Star 500.

An ordinary Five Star demon gave from 1000-5000 Merits; early-stage 1000, mid-stage 2000, high-stage 3000, and Peak Five Star 5000.

The ratio was the same for the King, Emperor and Monarch demons, just the number of Merits increased.

After a while, Verana continued, "Once we finish setting up the War Temple, you can exchange these Merits for all kinds of resources among other things."

"Now, if you don't have any questions, we shall depart."

After saying this, she crossed her arms across her impressive chest, not that anyone would dare to look at it, and closed her eyes.

There was silence for a while before someone asked, "Your ladyship, may we know how much time it would take for you all to set up the War Temple?"

Verana didn't need to speak as Tristen looked at the female mage who had asked the question and said, "Two to three days."

"Anything else?" He asked,

No one spoke, causing him to nod, "Good. Now, you all will follow Sir Alton and Madam Wyomin."

Saying this, he glanced at Azaroth, "Thanks for hosting us. Now, we shall take our leave. Also, we expect you to be on the battlefield soon."

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Finished speaking, he flew up with Verana and two others, soon vanishing on the horizon.

The two people left, Alton and Wyomin, looked at Azaroth, "Would you like to address them?"

Azaroth nodded, and took a step forward, his resonating voice booming in everyone's ears.

"This war is both a danger and an opportunity for you all. Try your best to survive, benefit and when you feel like it, return home." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Yes, my lord!" Everyone echoed.

"Sir Alton, you can lead them away now." Azaroth said before leaving.

Alton waved his hand, causing a purple winged magic bird to appear. He then jumped onto it, and shouted, "Follow me."

With that, he flew at a normal speed toward the city gates. The crowd followed after him and Wyomin flew at the back.

…

After they left the city, Lily and Sera heaved a sigh of relief while Max felt an invisible restriction lift off him.

Turning his head in a certain direction, he located the Dalton family's group and Count Wiley among the crowd, his eyes flashing with a cold light.