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"They are still not here yet? Can't we just sleep a bit more?" Neil, The Tyr Gauntlet's Shadow King, was also snoozing off in his bed waiting for the enemy to ambush. Technically, all of them could sleep through the entire fight after Kraft told them that there were some 'minor' changes to their orders. But after the complete utter defeat of his Elites against Lynn, most of them wanted to prove to their King again that they were not that useless.

"Boss, you know your men will give you a flat No, right?" Adora, the Tyr Elites' only healer, had prepared a tray filled with wholesome food and placed it aside for her King to partake for breakfast. A cup of orange juice and a few slices of bread accompanied with a chunk of bacon. The outpost's automated pantry was providing these meals so readily that all she needed to do was to bring the tray to her King's side. "If you wake up now, you might enjoy some goodness before the fight. That cooked sliced meat was terrific."

"Are you enticing me to go to war after a nice dandy breakfast?" Neil questioned as he rubbed his eyes and yawned out loud. It was after all near dawn and it had been a long time since he had to wake up this early to perform an assault.

"If that would make you get out of your bed, why not?" Adora bowed and gave Neil some personal time to clear his breakfast.

"Seriously, this Jin. So much for calling this place an outpost. This is basically an underground mansion with the facilities it provided and its god damn comfortable. Does that guy have no limits when it comes to modern technology?" Neil thought to himself as he got out of his bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Even though the walls were mere concrete with a layer of dull white silver paint, the room was awfully spacious outfitted with a dozen amenities which one would not expect in a military outpost. As he thought to himself the wonders of the outpost he was in, the bathroom mirror simultaneously portrayed the current war information and results of the recent battle.

Aerial images had also popped up to show what the Mafia was fighting against and it affirmed Neil's suspicions that they were overwhelming since Merah City's army was about a few thousand strong.

"Compared solely to just numbers, it looks like the odds are against us." Neil said as he enjoyed the warm tap water and facial soap which was rumoured by Adora to be one of the amazing features that this underground 'mansion' has. "But from the flash memory overload by the System, it looks like the people handling Pandapolis had been winning with such odds way too many times. At the same time, a System Channel link emerged through his head and it was Slaze, his trusty swordsman to be calling him.

"Boss, the rest of the Mafia had gathered and were ready to sortie. You want us to head out first?" Slaze was raring for a fight especially when he found out that this underground mansion was not for show. This was no doubt a military outpost and they have an armoury filled with lots of unusual weapons. However, because of the lack of time, the System had barred the Tyr Gauntlet mafia to have access to guns. Thus, the only few sections that were available to them was the melee portion as well as the archery department. Only a select few were able to enter the magic section of the armoury and only one time scrolls were accessible for use.

Still, this had greatly improved the Tyr Gauntlet's mafia group offensive capabilities. They might be small in number compared to Atrocity and Eld Enclave, with only hundred odd members but this underground military outpost was more than sufficient for the group. There was a training room where some of the mafias tested out their new weapons while the rest continued to gawk at their shiny new toys.

Especially Tenov, their Elite archer who donned a mass produced basic gearbox suit which slightly strengthened his arms and legs while having carbon fibre armour platings protecting his vital organs. He still had to wear either a chainmail or a leather full suit to cover his body before wearing the gearbox but it was definitely lighter than his usual armour stuff. (mainly because of the gearbox tech actively reducing the weight) The same goes for the other elites though the rest of Tyr Gauntlet's members did not have such a privilege.

They instead have compatible low grade defensive inscriptions that strengthen their current armour and that was already equivalent to wearing heavy plate armour. (For those who were wearing heavy plate armours felt like they were impenetrable when they tested it out in the training room.) Thus, with all these new toys, it was no little surprise that Neil's mafia family wanted to go out and score some blood.

"As much as I like to take out the leash on you guys, the higher ups have not given the go ahead," Neil said as he slowly shaved his chin with the electric razor. "Even if we were to step out now, it will most probably be a death wish for you," Neil said through the System Channel, but this time, he took the advantage of it and broadcast it to the entire mafia family.  At that point of time, the System chipped in and further cemented the warning Neil was giving by showing a large holographic screen in the hall where the mafia mobsters had gathered.

It was the very same screen that Neil was currently watching where they saw Merah City's army finally within the firing distance of the defensive artillery cannons. It was the exact situation on the other side of Demopolis Walls where Bodek City's Army was coming too close for comfort. To the mafia mobsters, it might seem utterly hopeless for Demopolis since traditional battles had shown that there were way too little guys manning the walls and the advantage goes to the big numbers.

But they had already seen the firepower being packed with their masked human soldiers and the battle of Pandapolis was still quite fresh in their minds. Neil was already smiling despite such odds. "This time, once the order comes down, you guys can take your gauntlets off and show them what it means to be part of my Mafia Family."