"Then how can they help us, Commander?" Brand had just finished speaking when someone loudly asked.
Upon hearing that the Cruz people would not intervene personally, most people present could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, only Brand, a freak from another space-time who could completely disregard the Cruz Empire's power, was present. The Empire had accumulated power for centuries, and its might was deeply ingrained in people's hearts.
"At the very least, they can make our enemies appear on the battlefield ahead of time. We have heavy troops in front, an army behind us, so don't think that defeating the White Lion Legion means a smooth road ahead."
Brand looked at the others and reminded, "We've only defeated a small part of the guard of the White Lion Legion; the real elite is yet to come."
