Even though Lucius hadn’t accepted the plan yet, Atlan was convinced that it was a great plan for their situation. This way, they could mount two assaults on the enemies, which gave them a great chance of success. It was unclear to him why Lucius wasn’t on board with it right away.

“So you know where the Prince is currently?” Lucius asked.

“We have his rough location. He is a part of the fleet that came toward us. He shouldn’t be very far.” Atlas pointed in the distance in the direction where the Prince was going to be.

“Fine. Your plan does sound sane, more or less…”

In the end, Lucius agreed, giving his approval even though it wasn’t needed. It was good if Lucius was a part of this plan, but even if he wasn’t, Atlas was still going to move forward with it.

There were only a few things and some small problems to sort out to fine-tune the plan, but in essence, it was final.

Atlas had decided that he was going to execute this plan tomorrow. The Empire had landed recently, and the soldiers were going to be out to search for them, which gave them a better chance if they went tomorrow.

“What time did you decide for the execution?” Lucius asked, observing the strength of the army that they had so far. It was more or less the same as last time, if not weaker.

Even last time, when they had to surrender, they had Vor, Lilith, and an entire army of Vampires. Moreover, unlike the present, they had all four Progenitors available in the last war. If one was to really compare the two battles, their side was weaker at the moment, even with the help of the Witches since they didn’t have Ramiel.

Despite that, Lucius also understood that they couldn’t compare both wars. In the last war, they were on the back foot, and the one before them was the King of the Empire. On the contrary, now they weren’t going for a proper war with the entire army of the Empire.

Instead, they were going for a sneak attack, and that too against only one fleet.

Last time, the main enemy was the King. However, unlike the eager Prince, the King was more cunning and patient. While the Prince hated them and considered them beneath him, the King considered them a threat.

He didn’t take the Progenitors lightly, and that’s also why the ship he was present in didn’t land on earth. It just remained in the sky throughout the war. He commanded his army from space, which kept him away from such troubles.

It was unclear if the young Prince lacked the foresight that his father had or if he really didn’t take them seriously. In any case, he was here, which increased their chances of success.

“Tomorrow morning, we will depart,” Atlas answered before further explaining, “Tonight, we should be meeting up with the Witches at the decided destination. If they help, good. If they don’t, we’ll go without them. I’m sure you two should be enough to handle the negotiations with the Witches.”

“You got the wrong people for negotiations. We won’t be of any help. Don’t forget, the Witches hate us, just like Lilith does. If anyone can convince them, it’s Lilith. Moreover, keep us out of this equation,” Lucius responded, finding the flaw in this.

If there was anyone that the Witches hated, it was the Progenitors that killed most of them once upon a time. In fact, other than a few Witch Clans, the others rarely had any contact with the Vampires because of that.

And even the ones that had any relationship with the Vampires, that was because of Ramiel, who had managed to convince a few clans with the help of their greed.

“The two sides will be working together again. So can’t keep you hidden, can I?” Atlas didn’t take the concern seriously as he didn’t feel the need to. There was also a reason for that.

“Don’t forget that it’s not that we are asking for their help. They need our help just as much, if not more. We have immortality… We can find a way to survive longer, but they don’t. If the war isn’t stopped, they’ll be dying sooner or later. Even they should know that much,” He explained before he resumed walking back toward the mansion.

“If they want to live, they’ll be helping us,” Atlan agreed. Ever since Atlas had come to save him from Yovana, he had a really favorable impression of Atlas. However, that wasn’t why he was agreeing with him. It was because he genuinely believed what he was saying.

“And if they don’t want to live, then we can help them die faster,” he further stated, surprising even Atlas. Atlas didn’t comment on it. He pretended as if he didn’t hear the last sentence.

Vor wasn’t as silent though. He straightly expressed his opinion on the statement, “Don’t touch them. We need them as well. We need spellcasters to provide us with the extra support we need. Don’t be stupid here.”

Lucius frowned, hearing the taunt in Vor’s words. “I was so immersed in the plan and this new army that I completely forgot that the wild mutt was back.”

Grrr~

Vor growled in anger but didn’t attack.

“You haven’t seen the wild yet.”

“That’s true. We certainly didn’t have an opportunity to fight before. But then again, it’s good. If we had fought before, you wouldn’t be here to run your mouth,” Lucius lazily stated. “You would’ve been ten feet under the ground in your grave.”

“If you two stopped with your taunts, can I genuinely know how you’re still alive?” Before things could escalate, Atlan chimed in, asking Vor.

Lucius didn’t seem like he was curious as to why Vor wasn’t dead of old age yet, but he was.

“You should’ve been dead, shouldn’t you? Even the Royal Wolves can’t live so long. We would know after all since we saw your old Kings die and new Kings take their place with the passage of time…”