Caelan keenly observed Robert's expression of surprise on his face. His eyes flickered slightly. The last time they met, he used Lord's Eye to see Robert and the others Naturally, they were unable to discover himself.

Caelan looked at Robert, slightly raised his chin, and a faint smile appeared on his face as he teased.

“Compared to the last time, the situation seems to have completely reversed this time, doesn't it?”

Robert looked at Caelan in front of him, dressed in a black cloak, his eyes full of vigilance. His strong body tensed slightly, and he said sternly.

“What do you want? Revenge?”

“Haha... I don't have much hatred for you, but I might have to ‘entertain the dwarves, especially those dwarf soldiers?”

Caelan revealed a cruel smile, slowly scanning the surrounding dwarves with a cold light in his eyes. His black cloak fluttered gently in the breeze, exuding an air of evil that belonged to the Abyss Sovereign.

All the surviving townsfolk of Gluia Town had gathered near the square in large numbers. They were pale, and some were huddled together as if that could bring them a sense of security. In addition to the townsfolk, there were also the dwarf soldiers who had survived earlier, but at the moment they were covered in wounds, their eyes dull and lifeless, and their weapons hanging limply at their sides.

Hearing these cold words, the dwarves were filled with fear.

However, that wasn't enough, so Caelan decided to add fuel to the fire.

“Oh yes, I'll give you a present first.”

Caelan grinned and gave a soft clap of his hands.

Five Gyrus Demons suddenly flew from the sky and landed in the middle of the square. Their wings flapped, sending gusts of wind blowing the clothes of the nearby townsfolk about. Each of these demons had a ragged and battered dwarf warrior clutched in its claws. The dwarves' bodies hung limply as if they had lost all their strength. Their faces were covered in blood, and their eyes revealed pain.

The surrounding townsfolk were a little puzzled; they did not understand the intentions of these monsters.

Are they going to kill one as an example to the others?

Some of the townsfolk who knew the inside story let out an uncontrollable gasp when they saw the faces of the five.

Aren't these the dwarf warriors who sneaked out earlier to ask for reinforcements?

“Gluia Town sent a total of six people to seek reinforcements. However, the moment they left the town, they were trapped in a siege! They were all fierce warriors, and they wouldn't stop until they had beaten them half to death!

“There was a short, dark-haired man who seemed to be their leader. He was extremely stubborn and would rather die than submit. He even killed a few of my soldiers. Since he was so determined to die, I had to grant his wish...”

Caelan played with his long fingers, speaking indifferently as if he were describing a trivial matter.

However, his words struck like a hammer, hammering into the hearts of every townsfolk in Gluia Town.

Their faces turned pale.

Hopes had been dashed!

They had been waiting for reinforcements to come and save Gluia Town. It was already too late.

Robert's face was heavy with silence, his clenched fist trembling slightly as if he were suppressing the anger in his heart. His whole body was tense, in a fighting stance, like a strong fortress, resolutely blocking Caelan's path.

“You, are you going to stop me? You're a beastman!”

Caelan raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes, his mouth twitching slightly as if he were surprised by Robert's actions.

“But I am a warrior and a townsfolk of Gluia Town!”

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Robert responded in a low, firm voice. He had already made his choice.

The townsfolk looked at Robert's unyielding figure and were deeply moved. Tears welled up in their eyes as they cheered Robert on.

They shouted and wept. They knew that Robert definitely could not resist Caelan, but they still looked to Robert as the emotional support they needed.

After all, unlike Robert, they did not have the courage to stand in front of Caelan.

Caelan watched all this with a wicked smile curling the corners of his mouth.

“Robert, you surrender to me and kill those dwarf warriors, and I promise to let the ordinary townsfolk go!”

Robert's pupils constricted. He didn't expect Caelan to suddenly say such words at this point in time.

This was a scheme to sow discord! This was a conspiracy!

Caelan was using the townsfolk's fear and desire to survive to force him to make a choice.

The so-called, unyielding dignity, the unyielding face of the enemy, the unbending backbone, all of these were slowly worn away as Caelan shattered the hopes of the townsfolk and the reality of death came closer.

The townsfolk around them were filled with fear and confusion in their eyes. Their courage and beliefs, which had once been so strong, had become so fragile at this moment. They had been comfortable for too long and finally realized that this was not a fairy tale, that they were not heroes, and that they did not have the courage.

They weakened, hoping only to suffer less.

It seemed that the situation was already a dead end. Even though most people didn't want to die, the atmosphere had built up to such a point that they were swept along and were ready to die.

However, Caelan's words opened Pandora's Box. They once again awakened the townsfolk's sense of survival, as if drowning people had grabbed a straw.

Is there still a chance that they can live?

Are these monsters willing to let them go?

These thoughts kept circling in the minds of the townsfolk...

Some of the dwarf townsfolk's eyes flickered, they looked at each other quietly, whispered to each other, and then began to gather in groups. The injured dwarf soldiers were decisively abandoned alone. A hint of guilt appeared on their faces, but it was quickly overshadowed by the desire to survive.

This scene fell into Robert's eyes, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He sighed inwardly, Caelan's goal had been achieved.

“Robert, please, for all our sakes, just do what he says. We don't want to die!”

Some of the townsfolk began to beg Robert, they didn't want to die.

And some dwarf townsfolk with high status in Gluia Town forgot their current situation and still thought highly of themselves, their faces were marked with arrogance, even loudly ordering Robert to do what Caelan said, as if their orders were unquestionable.

“Robert, you must listen to him and kill those soldiers. We can't die here, you are responsible for our lives!”

The dwarf warriors who were injured and lying on the ground of the square looked at these townsfolk who had so decisively abandoned them, and their hearts filled with sadness. They silently closed their eyes.

The ugliness and selfishness of individual nature materialized at this moment.

In the face of the threat of death, the solidarity and friendship they once had became so fragile at this moment. They were willing to sacrifice others for their own survival and even forgot their former vows and responsibilities.

Robert remained silent the entire time. He stood quietly as the words of the townsfolk around him poured forth like a flood, but he was undisturbed.

Caelan ran his hand along his chin, his eyes darting back and forth between Robert and the townsfolk, looking forward to the “show”.