"Looking at the current situation, the moon god race will be in a very passive position!"
"Without me, the three factions will be forced to act individually."
"Even if my vice-general is promoted, he will probably follow in my footsteps sooner or later."
"Then again, there is the possibility that he's betrayed me. If so, things will become even more troublesome."
The more Prometheus thought about it, the more he felt that this was a dangerous situation.
The war with the Knights of the Round Table was already bad enough, but now the internal strife had intensified to the point where even he had been targeted.
Did the Great Lord want to use this opportunity to take control of the entire moon god race?
"I was actually tricked by the Great Lord!"
However, there was no use in regretting it. It was clearly too late.
The only thing Prometheus could do now was to stay here quietly and stay calm. It would probably be many years before anyone rescued him, if at all.
This was a rather painful thing.
His long lifespan was both a curse and blessing in this situation. Even if his body allowed him to live long enough to be rescued, would his mental state be able to remain intact?
...
In the blink of an eye, one year had passed.
Within the moon god race, the Great Lord was conversing with the vice-general with a wide smile on his face.
The vice-general was also in a very good mood. He was currently kneeling in front of the Great Lord, and as his knees touched the ground, he respectfully said, "Congratulations Great Lord, you've already obtained half of the moon god race's power. If you can obtain the remaining authority and power of the Elder Council, then the shrine faction will be no match for you."
The Great Lord looked at the vice-general and reached out to touch his head. This was his acknowledgement for the latter's efforts, and was considered a great reward.
There was no need to say anything else. It was obvious that the vice-general was one of the Great Lord's men.
After the secret communication between the two of them ended, the vice-general looked into the distance in the sky.
"Oh, Prometheus, even though you are a man I respect very much, even though you have taught me many things, there's no other way. The Great Lord needs to gain full control of the moon god race."
"As such, you will have to suffer for the sake of the greater cause."
This was all planned by the vice-general, who had suggested it to the Great Lord, who had then tricked Prometheus.
The plan was devious. After all, the vice-general knew that Prometheus would do anything to try to end this war and investigate any clues relating to this matter.
As for why they simply did not kill him, it was because Prometheus was a demigod, so there was no way to silence him without such an assassination attempt becoming public knowledge.
If the citizens of the moon god race, who were already suffering from the war, discovered that their general had been killed due to internal strife during this war, they would riot, and the Great Lord would most likely be overthrown and exiled to the beacon tower.
Therefore, killing Prometheus was not an option. Trapping him in that narrow cave until he disappeared into the annals of history was the best decision.
"If everything turns out well, and the Great Lord takes full control of the moon god race, and perhaps the world, I will give you a proper burial. But for now, please stay in that cave and rot away!"
Another year passed.
Within a year, 12 such meetings were held.
Because Prometheus was missing, the vice-general took up his responsibilities in the interim. Eventually, he would officially be promoted to general, and become the executor of the orders of the three factions.
Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
At this time, the Great Lord's behavior was the same as before. His stance was still leaning toward the shrine faction, in order to rope them in, and hopefully get them to band together with the monarch faction to deal with the Elder Council.
However, this time, the situation was completely different from before.
Under the watchful eyes of the attendees, Cofuran suddenly stood up and said, "As the war has reached this stage, I think I don't have to say much. It's clear that there are people here who don't want the war to end."
After she said this, everyone's eyes fell on her.
This woman...
What was she trying to imply?
What was she planning?
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