The random characters in the dating sim world are a bit bad.

"Master, every corner of the Republic of Grassfield can transmit images of the battlefield in their entirety. Every soldier on the battlefield can see you in real time and hear every word you say and every action you take."

Hearing Lucaccion's affirmative voice, Lyon took a deep breath and gave his final pre-battle instructions.

"Fellow soldiers of the Republic of Grassfield, although we anticipated this war, it has come sooner than we imagined!"

"However, I believe that after so much preparation, you will definitely be able to do your best, the best, the most outstanding!"

"Your squad leader, platoon leader, and political instructor have already said a lot, but as your highest-ranking officer, I still have to say something!"

"Anyone who makes an attempt to attack, regardless of age, will be shot! Of course, I hope this will not happen when we enter Axel's land territory."

"Finally, I hope everyone can participate in our post-war military parade!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire army of the Republic of Grassfield raised their right hands in unison, or gripped their spears tightly.

"Lucasión, now persuade the army of the Republic of Acer to surrender."

"Received, Master. Now broadcast across all channels to ensure that everyone in the Republic of Assel can hear you."

Luciano's voice carried a hint of excitement, indicating that she greatly appreciated Lyon's attempt to persuade others to surrender on the eve of war.

[Hahaha. Master, let me look forward to those guys mocking you!]

"Fellow citizens of the Republic of Assel, the Republic of Grassfi will launch an attack on your country's bloodsucking nobles in ten minutes, liberating you from their oppression."

“I believe that some of you residents who work in chaotic factories are able to experience what a real worker should be treated like.”

"As a nation born from resistance against aristocratic oppression, I, as the head of the Republic of Grassfield, am also a country boy. I deeply feel the oppression that the aristocracy exerts on us."

"I believe that every one of you feels anger at this oppression and is always ready to fight!"

On the supply ship, Lyon's pre-battle persuasion to surrender came through his ears.

The faces of the five nobles, including Sergi, turned deathly green, as if they were constipated.

"damn it!"

“Itial, can we block out that village… no! Block out that bastard’s voice?”

Upon hearing Sergi's question, Itial immediately blocked the signals from the supply ship.

"Yes, Master. But I'm afraid I can't help with anything else. The other side has probably been preparing for this day for a long time."

After speaking, Sergi glanced at Itial with some dissatisfaction, then walked towards the supply ship's warehouse.

"Serge, what are you planning to do?"

Sensing the fleeting distrust in the eyes behind him, Sergi roared back angrily.

"Hmph! Of course I'm going to put on my mech! Do you think I'd stay here cowering like you guys?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sergi ignored the reactions of the five noble family heads behind him and walked towards the mech that Ithiar had prepared for him.

Watching Sergi's departing figure, the four family heads turned their gazes to the head of the Resbinas family.

Feeling the gazes once again focused on him, the head of the Respinas family sneered and said to the four people below him, "Send someone to open the shield of the Sacred Tree. I don't believe that this Bartofart has any way to break the shield of the Sacred Tree!"

As the head of the Respinas family spoke, he turned and looked at the densely packed warships hovering in the sky.

War is about to begin!

Lyon's current statement is merely giving both sides time to prepare.

However, in reality, Lyon's decision not to launch a direct attack, but rather to speak here, was merely to give the residents of the Republic of Assel time to take cover.

After all, once the war begins, there is no doubt that unrest will occur in the Republic of Azerbaijan.

"Fellow citizens of the Republic of Assel, I urge you to seek refuge in your rooms for your own safety. I hope that the citizens of the chaotic factory in the Republic of Assel will demonstrate the fine qualities of our Republic of Grassfield and do their utmost to help those in need."

"I hope that you will do your best to maintain order in the event of any unrest that may occur in the future."

"Please trust your brothers and sisters in the motherland. We will defeat those vampire nobles as quickly as possible and liberate you from the devil's clutches."

"Finally, I hope that your soldiers in Asel will give up resistance when you attack. I believe that you are unaware of everything and that taking up arms to attack is only a forced action."

"When you see our soldiers, just put down your weapons and maintain a safe posture."

Lyon's attempt to persuade them to surrender did not last long, less than two minutes.

However, within those two minutes, some residents of Asel ran from the streets back to their homes, and some soldiers on the warship wavered in their resolve.

Although there are no practical effects yet, once the war truly begins...

These wavering soldiers would choose to surrender upon seeing Grassfield's army, thus reducing casualties on both sides and preserving strength for post-war reconstruction.

Time passed slowly, and a blue and white mech appeared in Leon's sight, rushing toward Barutona where he was at an extremely fast speed.

"Master, external connection. Should we connect it?"

"Take it. And let's see just how strong this guy who got his hands on the supply ship left behind by the old humans really is."

Lyon's voice carried a hint of mockery.

drop!

After a soft sound, Sergi's figure appeared in front of Lyon's projection, along with the supply ship's artificial intelligence, Itial.

"Are you this human's AI? My name is Itial, and my true form is a warship! You'd better surrender!"

As a warship left behind by the old humans, Itial still had some goodwill towards Lucasion.

After all, as artificial intelligence left over from the old humans, they can be said to be extremely rare.

"I'm sorry, Itial. I think it's better for you to surrender now. Master, I'm much more powerful than your supply ship. Besides, I can tell that the person you've chosen doesn't seem to care much about you."

As soon as Lucaccion finished speaking, Itial vanished from sight.

Seeing this, Luciano's lips curled into a smile, his scarlet electronic eyes filled with mockery.

[Foolish Itial, your choice will determine your fate. I was initially considering staying because you're a supply ship, but it seems Master is destined to have only me.]

"Ahem. Alright, Luciano. Let's turn on Sergi's microphone and hear what he has to say."

As soon as Leon finished speaking, Serge, who had been frantically outputting damage on the other side of the projection, froze completely.

The eyes that looked at Leon were filled with disbelief and anger!

"Bartofalt, didn't you hear anything just now?"

"Of course. Just now, because Luciano needed to make that call with you, he muted your microphone."

Lyon's sincere words came through, and Serge, piloting his mech, was now suspended in mid-air.

His face flushed red instantly, and an unbearable rage surged into his heart!

"Bartofalt! You damned country bumpkin! I'm going to kill you! I'll teach you a lesson about not messing with people you shouldn't!"

Sergei's furious words echoed within the mech, but no one answered except Itial, who had already concealed his body.

"Master, the other party has cut off your communication. They didn't hear a thing you said!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sergi's eyes were completely bloodshot, and he became incredibly angry!

He's turned red!

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

"Itiyar, aim the cannons at the road ahead of me. I'm going to kill this shameless bastard myself!"

“Received, mas...zura...ter.”

Above Barutona's deck, Lyon, watching Sergi getting closer and closer, raised his left hand and focused his gaze on the mechanical pen on his wrist.

"Lucasion, Sergi! Fire the main gun!"

"Roger that, Master! Fire one main cannon shot!"

call out!

A blue beam of light shot straight toward Sergei's mech, its speed so great that Sergei had no time to react before being hit.

The blue projectile, after piercing Serge's mech, still struck the massive supply ship.

The Respinas family head and others inside the supply ship looked at the warship without any shields and their brows furrowed with seriousness.

Watching the mech fall from the sky towards the sea, with a circular hole in its chest compartment, Leon couldn't help but chuckle.

"What era are we living in? Still piloting such outdated mechs."

The voice, transmitted across the entire battlefield via the still-open all-channel communication, was heard throughout the battlefield.

"Master, the enemy supply ship has been brought under control!"

Luciano's words echoed throughout the battlefield, but by then no one bothered to verify their veracity.

Because the war had already begun after the main guns of Barutona had been fired!

Meanwhile, Lelia, far away in her own mansion, stared wide-eyed at Itiaal, who had turned into a pile of scrap metal beside her.

She had just taken a bath, and when she came back, Itial had turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"What...what exactly happened?"

Volume 3, Republic of Grassfield: Chapter 15: Dropping a Nuclear Bomb?

"...When you see our soldiers, just put down your weapons..."

Inside the mansion, Julius and the others watched Leon's speech on the projection screen, their bodies tense, their eyes glued to the entire process.

His lips, his eyes, and his spirit all burst forth at this moment, as if he had been injected with chicken blood!

"Long live!"

As Leon's last words fell, Julius and the other four raised their right hands in unison, shouting loudly, their eyes filled with excitement and regret.

An excited Leon is finally ready to rescue the people who have suffered so much, but unfortunately, they can only huddle inside the mansion to protect Marie and Noelle.

We cannot fight a direct war against Asel's stubborn forces alongside Lyon, Babu, and other comrades!

"What a pity! If we hadn't been protecting Marielle and the others, we definitely would have rushed out and killed those insects!"

Greg walked to the exercise equipment in the yard, lifted it up with his hands, and immediately began to vent his anger, his neck turning red as he looked extremely angry.

“Greg, our top priority now is to ensure the safety of the sacred tree sapling.”

Julius, seeing Greg's agitation, stepped forward to calm him down.

After they reported finding the sacred tree sapling, Leon's first order was to protect it.

Although Julius and the others did not know the meaning behind Leon's order, they agreed out of a sense of duty as qualified soldiers.

Therefore, upon hearing about Leon's reward for finding the sacred tree sapling, Marie immediately volunteered to bring the witch Noelle over.

As for the means by which they found out, it was naturally a tea party among friends. However, halfway through the tea party, Rock came up with his men.

They were shouting for the sacred tree to be handed over, for the priestess to be handed over, and so on.

However, they were quickly driven away by the powerful firepower of Julius and his men.

After all, even with the blessing badges given by the sacred tree, they still couldn't withstand the rocket attacks.

“Marie, are you sure it’s okay? It looks pretty scary. The Respinas family, led by Rock, is very powerful and domineering.”

Inside the living room, Noelle held the sacred tree sapling in her hands, her gaze towards her friend Marie filled with worry.

She wasn't angry that Marie brought her to the sacred tree sapling; in fact, she was delighted to see Rock, who had been pursuing her, being repelled.

She didn't want to end up like her sister, unable to control her own marriage and marrying someone she didn't like at all.

She wants to marry someone she truly loves.

"Don't worry. Noelle, Bartofalt, don't let your young age fool you, he's incredibly strong, even though he's just a nobody. And as long as the Sacred Tree Sapling is in our hands, he'll definitely send someone to rescue us."

Marielle spoke with a relaxed expression, taking a sip of her hot tea with both hands, her face filled with contentment.

[Hahaha. As long as I hand over the sacred tree sapling to that passerby, I won't have to worry about anything for the rest of my life.]

The reward Leon gives to Marie and the others for finding the sacred tree sapling is worth the equivalent of 100,000 platinum coins.

However, the 100,000 platinum coins are based on market value; their actual value should only be around 10,000 platinum coins, which includes one dose of Evolution Fluid No. 1 for each of them.

Hahaha. How should I spend this money...?

Doom!

Just as Marielle was imagining how she would use this huge sum of money in the future, a trembling sound came from the ground, followed by a dull thud like a hatch closing.