The blood elementalists' encampment on the border of Jadeite Forest and God Nation were on high alert and the atmosphere there was extremely tense.
The number of patrolling units was several times higher than usual. There was a solemn look on every one of those fully equipped soldiers. As long as anything weird happened, they would immediately attack Jadeite Forest. The hissing sound of beetles made the atmosphere more tense and solemn.
That was because His Majesty was in the commander's tent.
Actually, everyone knew that they did not need to protect him. The idea of protecting a Grandmaster was simply nonsensical. On the contrary, the security level of the camp had reached a new high due to the presence of His Majesty. All the sentries could actually rest now. After all, who could avoid a Grandmaster's sharp sense of hearing?
Even the most bold individual in the encampment did not dare to chit-chat with other people.
