Chapter 929: Give Up on That Idea
Hundreds of millions of national legions couldn't take Lemoris Fortress.
A mere two-thousand-member Demon-Slaying Corps had even less chance.
But because of Ling Zhan, the fortress was conquered.
So...
Now everyone knew—Ling Zhan was the one who deserved the highest merit.
In fact, if not for fear of discouraging the rest of the corps, it wouldn't have been excessive to grant the entire credit to Ling Zhan alone. Even if some corps members were unhappy, they wouldn't dare voice it.
Of course…
That much was clear to anyone with eyes.
The two thousand Demon-Slaying Corps members who risked their lives to follow Ling Zhan were already more than deserving.
Especially since Ling Zhan publicly declared that the merit would be shared equally among them all.
This fortress-breaking merit—not just in this generation,
Even their descendants would benefit from it for generations.
Each of these two thousand members would become the foundation of a noble house in their Kingdoms.
Moreover…
These corps members would continue to follow Ling Zhan in the upcoming wars.
Meaning the merit didn't stop here.
No wonder all the nobles were desperate to get their children back into the corps.
Following Ling Zhan meant doing as you were told and collecting merit.
At present,
Ling Zhan met with leaders from various Kingdoms inside the central building to discuss related matters.
During the meeting,
It was decided that a full assault on the remaining twenty-nine fortresses would be launched in half a month.
The remaining Demon Lords had surely learned of Lemoris' fall and were preparing for battle.
So it would still be a tough fight.
But with Lemoris Fortress as a base, the Kingdoms could now fight with confidence.
Additionally…
Over the next two weeks,
Various world-class powerhouses would arrive at Lemoris Fortress.
And national elites would return from their training journeys.
All gathering here—
To prepare for the final phase of the Demon Extermination campaign.
This meant all prodigies like Zhu Yaoguang, Li Chaoge, Saint Luni, Zhou Xue'er... would converge here.
However, something unexpected happened during the meeting.
The ruler of the Holy Light Empire, attending remotely, suddenly made a proposal—
He wanted his daughter, either Saint Luni or Saint Lucy, to marry Ling Zhan.
This shocked everyone present.
While all were discussing the fate of the world, the ruler suddenly brought up romance, nearly throwing everyone's backs out.
But what was even more surprising...
The other leaders immediately objected.
And their reasons were downright hilarious.
"Nonsense! You old fogey, both your daughters are clearly weird. If Ling Zhan's going to marry someone, it should be my daughter!"
"Get lost! You dwarf geezer—your daughter probably doesn't even reach Ling Zhan's chest. It should be mine—pure, sweet, and kind..."
"Ling Zhan, among the elves of Silvermoon Forest, we excel in beauty, figure, and personality. Why pick them when you could choose us..."
Old General Su of the Dragon Kingdom watched this sudden shift—
His elderly face was a spectacle.
What was supposed to be a global strategy meeting turned into a matchmaking battlefield. It was both funny and helpless.
Ling Zhan also frowned slightly.
He had no intention of pursuing romance at the moment.
Thankfully, Old Su coughed, wore a stern face, and redirected the discussion to world affairs.
The closing topic of the meeting—
Was actually quite heavy.
It addressed what relations between nations would look like once all four forbidden zones were eliminated.
The room fell into complete silence.
It couldn't be helped…
The topic was uncomfortably real.
Once the global threats were gone,
The relationships between nations would become delicate.
Fortunately, the topic didn't go further.
Old Su laughed it off and ended the meeting.
Afterward—
Ling Zhan hadn't even had time to eat.
His adjutant reported that several noble family heads were requesting an audience.
Ling Zhan didn't even turn his head. He simply refused.
He instructed his adjutant to tell them: give up. The contract clearly stated—once withdrawn, rejoining the corps was impossible!
The adjutant nodded and obeyed.
Entering the reception hall—
She glanced around with a bit of pride and satisfaction.
She had stayed in the corps by gritting her teeth and risking her life.
She hadn't forgotten...
The mocking words from these nobles at the time.
How they had said those staying in the corps were just waiting to die.
That they were fools.
That they didn't know how to avoid risk.
It had been a huge uproar then.
All mocking them for following a level 165 non-specialist.
And now that they'd made a name for themselves, these nobles came crawling back, begging to rejoin.
Ha!
As if it were that easy!
"Alright, everyone. Instructor Ling says—go back to where you came from!"
"Your children can join other legions."
"But our corps will never take back those who quit!"
"So give up on that idea!"
After finishing—
"What..."
The nobles in the reception hall were shocked, staring at each other.
"Are you sure Ling Zhan said that?"
"He won't even show his face?"
The Zhang family head looked furious.
The others didn't look much better.
This Ling Zhan...
Not only rejected them, he didn't even bother meeting them. A total snub!
Didn't he know that noble families had cooperative ties with national legions?
And provided them with resources?
Did he not fear they would cut off support?
The adjutant, seeing their dark expressions, smiled as if recalling something: "Oh, by the way—Instructor Ling also said, he knows you provide resources to national legions, which is why our corps has long since stopped needing your supplies."
"So your supply cut means nothing to us."
"With that said..."
"Goodbye."
With those words,
The adjutant left at ease, under the nobles' dark and stormy glares.