'Why the retreat order... at this time?'
Ian looked toward the Crown Prince, unable to understand the situation.
He realized the Crown Prince was watching him intently.
"Damn it. He must have... "
Ian cursed as he realized the Crown Prince had deliberately issued the retreat order.
It was unbelievable.
The Commander should have had the whole battlefield in mind, but he seemed to focus only on one aspect.
It was incomprehensible that he would issue a retreat order for fear of Ian killing the Necromancer and gaining merit.
'Of course, it might not just be because of me... But it's certain that I influenced it.'
Ian struggled internally, unsure whether to retreat or continue fighting the Necromancer and take his head.
It wasn't an easy decision.
However, Ian eventually moved Mir.
Since the retreat order had been given, he had to at least pretend to follow it.
He descended quickly, landing between the assault squad and the Undead monsters.
Ian swung his sword, and the flames on it fiercely devoured the Undead monsters.
A Death Knight charged at Ian f...
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