Chapter 919 - 595: Battle of Wits and Courage

The top leaders of the joint army determined the strategy, and their subordinates immediately went to execute it.

Although the army of the joint forces could not attack yet, spies dressed lightly managed to sneak into Hercules Star unnoticed.

The Prince’s Mansion of the Hercules constellation.

Casastine is the younger brother of Nuazai, a man who once had hopes of becoming the "Cosmic Emperor."

Unfortunately, during the struggle for the "throne" against Nuazai, his intelligence fell slightly short, and he was ultimately defeated.

Since ancient times, struggles for the "throne" have always been bloody and cruel. Although Casastine was spared by Nuazai and even made a prince, he lost his freedom and was continually kept under house arrest in the Prince’s Mansion.

He had been enduring this for a very long time.

Today, Casastine felt that his oppression might be over.

Because he met someone unexpected, someone who could end his life of "soft imprisonment."

"Honorable Prince," said a being from the Kempsa star system, disguised as a Martial Immortal Race member, with a sly look in his eyes. "I wonder if you can accept my proposal?"

Casastine widened his eyes and said with a tremor in his voice, "You... can you really... give me half of the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall? You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?"

Even he could hardly believe that the joint army would be so generous. It was half of the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, a vast star realm fifty light-years in diameter.

The spy said, "Yes, we can guarantee that. So, will you agree to our request?"

Casastine swallowed, his voice still trembling, "Am I... not dreaming? Is this... is this real?"

The spy smiled and said, "You’re not dreaming, it’s all real."

Breathing heavily, Casastine said, "I’ll do whatever you ask! I’ll do it! As long as it gets me out of this cage, even if you only give me one star system instead of fifty billion light-years of territory, I’d be delighted! I would truly be delighted! I’ve been imprisoned for too long!"

Seeing Casastine so excited, the spy immediately said, "Good, we just need you to..."

Casastine, his face flushed, listened to the spy’s demand. It was nothing more than finding a way to sabotage the Martial Hero Race’s weapons system during the next attack to help the joint army break in.

This was actually a simple task.

He only needed to come up with the slightest plan to achieve it.

After the spy finished speaking, he asked, "So, can you do it?"

Casastine blurted out, "No problem at all, your request is too simple. I’m really a bit uneasy. Would you really give me thirty billion light-years of territory for doing just this small thing?"

The spy reassured, "This might seem small to you, but it’s a matter of great importance to us, the joint army. So, you need not worry. We believe it’s worth giving you fifty billion light-years of star realm for this, understand?"

Casastine nodded vigorously, "Understood! I understand! I will definitely carry out the task well!"

The spy said, "Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave now. Keep in touch."

Casastine, filled with smiles, said, "I’ll see you off. Thank you for bringing me such good news."

He personally saw the other party out of the mansion, almost to the point of being obsequious.

The spy had no suspicion because Casastine’s behavior fit the "situation" perfectly.

But was Casastine really like that?

In fact, he wasn’t.

After watching the spy leave, the excitement and obsequiousness on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by mockery.

Indeed, all that just now was an act.

Nuazai was a good actor, so how could Casastine, as his brother, have poor acting skills?

Casastine turned and returned to the mansion, immediately summoning a trusted aide, "Go, tell the Prime Minister that the joint army’s spies have infiltrated our ranks. Many high-ranking officials might have already been recruited."

The trusted aide, knowing the gist of the situation, was taken aback, "Prince, why not take such a good opportunity to escape imprisonment and control a territory fifty billion light-years in diameter?"

Casastine chuckled helplessly, "Think about it carefully. The joint army traveled billions of light-years to the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, expending a lot of manpower and resources. After conquering this place, would they give me half? They’ll probably have me executed on the spot!"

The trusted aide was shocked, "Since you’ve thought of this, why did you still agree to their plan?"

Casastine shook his head, "If we don’t agree, how can we lure them in? Although our Martial Hero Race is technologically advanced, our military strength is far less than the joint army’s. If they charge en masse, we might kill many, but we’d ultimately lose. Luring the enemy in is different. If we can deceive their key leaders into coming, we might still have a chance to turn the tables!"

In just a few words of exchange, it was clear that this prince of the Martial Hero Race was no ordinary person, no wonder he once contended with Nuazai for the title of Cosmic Emperor.

The trusted aide, deep in thought, nodded, "I understand, Prince, but I still have one question."

Casastine said, "Go ahead."

The trusted aide asked, "Didn’t you agree to cooperate only because you knew the joint army wouldn’t share the territory with us? If what they said was true, wouldn’t we be missing a great opportunity?"