妻子的谎言

"Are you insane?!" Shinya yelled, trying to talk sense into Sato, "It's like you think some kind of miracle is going to happen, you're at war with Fiona and for some reason, you keep thinking taking on Warthniq is a good idea!".

"Oi! Himiko, tell him, I don't think he understands how powerful the kingdom is!" Shinya continued.

Himiko's eyes were focused on the ground, she slowly looked up at Sato and noticed that he was walking back to his table. Just then, a question dropped from her mouth, "Do you want to keep this forest that much?".

"If that's it, I can even arrange something, all the king wants is rights to this land, he wants nothing to do with the people inside, you guys can still continue your lifestyle"Shinya tried his best at negotiating.

Sato sat down on his chair, resting his hand under his jaw, "I appreciate your concern here, but my mind has been made up." He said with a calm tone, "Go back to Warthniq and inform the king… I won't be backing down".

"Really now…" Shinya muttered, a look of annoyance on his face, "And here I thought we could be friends… bummer." Shinya grabbed his sword and walked out the door.

Once Shinya left, Sato leaned back on his chair with a sigh, "That was so exhausting." He muttered.

Yuri, who was beside him, smiled, "Are you sure going to war with Warthniq is a good idea?" She asked.

"Definitely not." Sato answered back, looking at the ceiling, "But I had to do that… it was either they take the forest or we go to war… negotiation wasn't in the picture".

Himiko stood up from where she was sitting and stormed over to Sato before slamming her hand on the table as she spoke out, "Let me help you!".

"Uhn?" Both Sato and Yuri looked at her with puzzled looks on their faces.

"I can help talk the king out of starting a war with you." Himiko hinted, determination oozing from her body, "Although I was summoned by another summoning stone, I still fought for the Warthniq kingdom and was able to retain high status with them".

"So you're saying you can change the mind of the king?" Sato confirmed, and Himiko replied with confidence, "Yes!".

With a smile, Sato stood up from his chair and stretched out his hand for a handshake, "Your help is appreciated".

Himiko smiled before shaking Sato back, "Just don't do anything reckless, okay? I'll be back before you know it".

And with that, Himiko and the sword hero left the village and headed back to their kingdom to inform the king about Sato's response.

….

Night had fallen, and Sato lay on his bed, dressed in brown trousers with no shirt. He gazed at the ceiling, his hand stretched out, and muttered to himself, "How many days remaining?"

The response was immediate."

<<7 days, do not disregard the chances of a sneak attack>>."

Sato furrowed his brow, deep in thought. "And what about the body double?" he asked.

"<<The body double is currently at the Hertvil Kingdom, it should arrive at its destination in the next two days>>," came the reply.

"Perfect," Sato said, a smile playing at the corners of his lips."

<<And also regarding the weapons, I should remind you that you haven't sent the missile launchers to the war site>>."

"Don't worry, I didn't forget," Sato sighed. "If Warthniq does attack, we'll have to defend against attacks from both sides. The missile launchers will help, but I have to plan carefully."

Sato glanced over to the side and noticed the map he had drawn on the table. Suddenly, an idea struck him.

He jerked up from the bed and snatched the map from the table, ink staining his fingers as he began drawing little dots on the map.

As he worked, his mind raced with strategies and tactics. He knew that time was running out, but he was determined to defend his people and his land, no matter what it took.

…

As the days passed, tensions grew as everyone made preparations for the upcoming war.

Sato had already dispatched Orland and Delta with a group of 40 other beastmen to carry out the sneak attack he had discussed with Vlad.

Yuri, on the other hand, had summoned more of her Grim Reaper servants, introducing them to Sato and adding to the manpower he needed.

The newly invented weapon was being practiced by the beastmen and other elves, and Sato had taken it upon himself to teach Giron and Deka, who would in turn instruct the troops.

The tactical advisor, leader of the beastman Carion, and Divanchi were busy setting up strategic traps and positioning missile launchers and landmines throughout the land.

Meanwhile, the Valkyries were already devising plans to make their way towards Sato's village, with only five days left until the war began.

The forever knights in Nervek were also gearing up for battle, while the witches of Lilivil had their own secret plans in motion, which could potentially turn the tides in Sato's favor.

Despite the preparations, everyone knew that the war would be deadly, and the outcome was uncertain.

Sato could only hope that the combined efforts of his allies and his own strategic planning would be enough to secure victory.

Another day had passed, and the tension in the air was palpable as the leaders from all allied teams were about to meet up at Sato's village to discuss their battle plans. As Sato stood on the small cliff overlooking his people hard at work, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in their determination.

"They're working hard," Sato remarked, a small smile playing on his lips. "And I'll make sure it's not in vain. We will win this war... even if I have to give my life for it."

As Sato gazed down at his people, Divanchi and Yuri appeared behind him. "Master, the Duke of Nervek, and the King of Riojas have arrived," Yuri informed him.

Sato let out a heavy sigh before turning to face them. "Let's get this done," he said, determination etched in his voice.

The leaders of the allied teams made their way towards Sato, each with their own unique army and resources to contribute.

As they gathered in the village, Sato laid out his plans, carefully explaining each step and making sure everyone was on the same page.

Despite the tension and nerves, Sato's confidence in their success never faltered. They were prepared for whatever came their way, and they would fight until their last breath