chapter 10

After the declaration of open war that Zevan announced, they got a reply from the demon clans who accepted the open war took place.

It's been almost thirty minutes for the Betas to discuss the war strategy this time. As much as possible they determine the best war strategy assisted by the Alphas.

After confirming that Arley was handled well by Anna and the sweet man was declared fine, Zevan went to the meeting room to see how the strategy they had devised.

"How?"

"Your Excellency." In unison everyone in the room.

"This is the strategy we have planned, Your Majesty? Let's see." One of the Betas showed a table containing a replica of the location where they fought.

With his sharp eyes, Zevan observed the planned strategy. Shifting some parts that he thinks can make their strategy more successful. He also added a flag to symbolize the troops at some point.

The Betas as well as the Alphas who were there stared at every strategy Zevan added. They realized that although the king was angry and worried about the state of the empress, the man who always looked calm had a smart brain and could think of the best strategy.. Some of the victorious battles of the kingdom of hell from ancient times did not escape the intervention of their king.

No wonder the demons are very ambitious to eliminate Zevan, judging from how smart the man is. Every decision and action taken can always benefit the kingdom and its people. Only this time, the man who had the status of a king from hell used his heart. And that's with the humans, who they well know the wait for their king to be with the empress will be very long.

"Your strategy is very good. But it would be even better if the archers were split into two. On the west and east horizon. It will be able to paralyze more enemies from these two directions. And use this additional strategy."  His hands focused on every detail he said. Describing what they should do to which the Betas and Alphas nodded understandingly.

"They say how many will go to war?" Zevan asked one of the Alphas again.

"About 3000 noble troops."

"Hmmm, almost on par with us." Zevan muttered, weighing one thing in his mind.

"Okay. You better understand this strategy, then give directions to the omega." He ordered.

"Fine, Your Majesty!" Everyone chorused.

"Simon, assign Michael and Michel to take their troops to guard Arley. Make sure he's safe while we're on the battlefield." He ordered his right hand again.

"Fine, Your Majesty."

After being ready with the strategy, Zevan returned to meet Arley. That sweet man is still in his subconscious. Rubbing Arley's sweet brown mane. One hand holding his lover's soft hand.

"You should get better soon. After this war is over, I make sure you will be safe until the time comes you can always be by my side. Pray for me to win this battle. For my people as well as for you." One kiss he landed on Arley's forehead.

"I entrust Arley to you guys. Protect him with your life. If something urgent happens, call me." Zevan ordered Anna, Michael and Michel.

"Fine, Your Majesty." The three of them bowed respectfully.

*****

Morning is approaching. The clouds that were usually scorching hot with the majestic sunlight sitting on their thrones, now look cloudy. Drowning the day king who lost his existence.

The black flag with the image of a burning fire in the middle, fluttering bravely among the warriors.

Various weapons as well as mounts have gathered in front of the palace ready to depart for the battlefield. 

The archers are ready with their bows and arrows on their backs. The spear holder looks dashing with a spear with a tip that gleams with its sharpness. The fireball thrower is ready with a vehicle ready to bounce every blazing ball of fire at the enemy. 

The vanguard, the Alphas who were ready with their swords still in their scabbards. Hiding his sharpness from every pair of eyes.

The Betas who were superior in strategy, were in the middle row. Keeping an eye on every movement of the war also helped them as much as they could.

Paramedics are also ready in the back row. Ready with his medical equipment to help the wounded warriors.

"The warriors are ready, Your Majesty!" Bella exclaimed. One of the female Alphas who became the warlord this time.

His sharp eyes stared at his entire army in silence. There doesn't seem to be the slightest bit of anger or fear on every face in front of him. They looked very prepared for this battle. Either mentally or physically. They are ready to fight for the pride of the kingdom as well as the people of hell. Likewise with him. Zevan has been prepared with all the possibilities that will happen in this war.

"We are gathered here to gather strength as one in one common goal! Fight with all your might as well as your strength! Show the enemy, if the pride of the kingdom of hell can't be trampled on as they please!" Zevan shouted loudly in front.

"Embed it in all of you! If the war this time is to fight for your dignity as well as your dignity! The continuity of the future kingdom of hell is now on the shoulders of each of you! So, let's fight together for our kingdom!" Zevan added with such a big one.

"THE PEOPLE OF HELL!" Simon exclaimed echoing.

"FIGHT UNTIL THE POINT OF BLOOD OUT! NO WORD HOME WITHOUT BRINGING WIN!" Simultaneously, all the troops shouted a line of encouragement that was always echoed when going to war.

"WAY!" This time it was Bella who shouted leading the way to get to the location where the war was going to take place.

All walk in unison towards one goal. He gave up his status in the kingdom of hell as well as his status in the family. Forgetting for a moment who he is. In their minds also their hearts are only planted to fight on the battlefield to bring home a word.

Victory.

Their spirits blazed every step towards the battlefield of their kingdom's pride. Ready to fight to the last drop of blood with life at stake

Tbc...