I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

[Are you sure? This way I may turn into their public enemy…] The pirate king shared his concerns about the response Hye just sent him over

Hye asked him to refuse all offers, saying his role here was done. [It's going to be easier if you said you are going to hunt Selvators] Hye sent the explanation.

[But…]

[Don't worry about their doubts, they are more focused on getting the loot to pay attention to such little details] Hye laughed, [I bet they'll celebrate your decision, and perhaps will even wish you good luck!]

The pirate king didn't get it. To these outlaws, one less fierce competitor was a good thing to them. They wouldn't care too much about any hidden reasons or ulterior motives for now. Their attention was fully hijacked by their greed and desire to secure the caravan before anyone else.

As Hye expected, what the pirate king told others didn't stir any trouble as the latter feared. Few even wished him luck, and all left without asking more.

Hye watched the grand number of ships moving out, distributed in fourteen fleets. These were the number of alliances formed, and Hye could tell there were few lone wolves in the mix.

"It's amazing not a single one gave this issue more thought and decided to wait behind," Hye laughed when he realised that only the pirate king remained behind, "they may even thought the pirate king was a fool, hahaha!"

He didn't care much about what they thought. His main focus now shifted from this battle to another spot. "No sign so far? Are you waiting for someone to grab the trophy then you'll intervene and snatch it?"

Hye's attention shifted over the Hescos portal. His top concern now was them. If he was in their shoes, then waiting and not doing any move was the best move right now. And they were brilliantly doing that.

He wanted them to move, as the moment they'd do, chaos would erupt. Yet this little pressure the Toranks were going to face wasn't enough to push the Hescos over the border yet.

As there was no development at that front, he shifted his attention again towards the about to erupt battle between the Toranks and their chasers.

The Toranks got the chance to widen the distance while the coalition army was fighting against the Selvators. And yet the distance they pulled wasn't quite enough to make them far away.

For a reason, the caravan was moving slightly slow. They were formed of gigantic ships, ones that weren't any different from any flagship in any fleet. These ships had slower flying speed than other ships of smaller sizes.

Since the start of everything, this point was the most undervalued killing spot for the caravan and entire Toranks fleets guarding it!

That made the distance not big enough to let the caravan escape safely. But it was enough to let the Toranks lay down a few fleets in defensive formations, and even lay traps as well.

The incoming forteen fleets started to hit the traps one by one, quite fast. They weren't just trying to race to the caravan, but they wanted to be the first to reach there.

They all took the Toranks as a weak bunch of fighters, extremely exhausted and with low morale. But that was far from the truth, very far from it!

The Toranks wasn't the second biggest race in the world for nothing. Their fleets stood firm in front of the incoming enemies, and made these outlaws pay a very hefty price to get past them.

Even if they were outnumbered, the few Toranks fleets knew and accepted their mission. They were acting as bait, to delay the incoming enemies, buying their main forces and caravan enough time to run fast from here.

The great disparity in numbers didn't startle or frighten them as the enemies thought. In fact, they got a weird source of courage stemming from the magnitude of responsibility ushered over their shoulders.

By the time the fourteen outlaw forces got rid of the Toranks at the rear, ten hours passed. It was the longest time the outlaws got delayed from the caravan. And now they had to cross at least five hours of travel with their top speed to catch up with the caravan.

Yet there was a very glaring issue that all decided to ignore, or perhaps didn't even notice it. They lost too much, making the fourteen forces that got formed by joining hands together look as if they were single fleets!

On top of that, the worst losses came in the ranks of those who refused to rearrange and join others forces. "They are idiots, stubborn and idiots…" Hye from far away couldn't help but shake his head, "it's time to adjust our position as well."

To him, he felt like he was a chess master, playing a chess game against multiple enemies. As the Toranks led the caravan away, he needed to reposition himself before things would escalate.

He wasn't worried about the caravan getting away. For a reason he felt like something unexpected might happen, something to stop and prevent the Toranks from getting their precious caravan to a safe spot.

[You want me to move to the edge of the next stellar system?!!!] The first person he contacted wasn't the pirate king, but the lady nymph.

[Make sure you won't get spotted, or followed by anyone] he stressed over this point, [Even if you'll take longer, do it and be sure you aren't noticed]

[I'm all alone, how come I get noticed?!! And why go to such a distant place? I'll need days to just arrive there! Not to mention it's not on the travel course of the caravan!]

Everything she said was right, but he got a long term vision about the future of this battle. So, he didn't plan things based on current data, but over what he felt would happen in the upcoming days.