What? I Actually Reincarnated As Stepping Stone In Another World?

"Fortunately, Duke Asvold has arrived, and the two of them are currently making their way to the border with the intent of annihilating the entire Savaran barbarian armies!"

Arthur was so shocked that he involuntarily rose from his seat; his eyes widened in disbelief.

"What?! My father has actually arrived and is assisting the North region," he exclaimed, a mixture of astonishment and relief in his voice.

"Yes, indeed, Duke David has arrived and is aiding Duke Wilhem in countering the invasion. However, I find his actions rather perplexing." The woman's voice conveyed a sense of uncertainty, piquing Arthur's curiosity.

"Share your thoughts; don't keep them to yourself." Arthur casually reclined on the sofa and encouraged her to express her concerns.

"It seems that Duke David has established a peculiar arrangement, prohibiting any troops either from his or the North from approaching the battlefield." The woman's voice explained her bewilderment, her words laden with surprise.

Indeed, David's actions were highly unusual, as he adamantly refused the support of the troops he had brought from the North.

Curiously, Duke Wilhelm had also concurred with this arrangement, leading to just the two of them charging headlong into the enemy forces.

"Oh? What intriguing news!" Arthur responded to this revelation not with surprise but with a cheerful laugh, leaving the woman perplexed.

"Why are you so elated? Shouldn't you be concerned about the potential defeat of Duke Asvold and Duke Wilhem?" The woman's voice on the other end carried a tone of frustration and anxiety.

"No, I'm not panicking or fearful in the slightest," Arthur asserted, shaking his head and sporting a meaningful smile.

"It's because this development exceeds my expectations. With my father already stepping in to aid the North Side, success is almost assured, and all we need to do is prepare for our part," he explained, his words and unwavering calmness reflecting his trust in David.

"The North may well become the battleground and a testament to the return of the two most prominent figures from the war decades ago," Arthur mused with inner laughter, expressing sympathy for the Savaran Empire's barbarian army.

For a moment, a hint of hesitancy marked the woman's voice as it fell silent.

"I've told you not to worry about it. Why do I feel that you're becoming more considerate toward me? Didn't you seem to dislike me before?" Arthur teased inwardly.

"You! You! Hmph! I don't care anymore if it's like this! I hope you face the consequences!" After the woman's cryptic voice was heard, Arthur sensed the telepathic link with her had been severed.

Arthur chuckled and shook his head with a lighthearted tone.

"This woman is genuinely unpredictable," he remarked with a slight chuckle.

He then slowly rose and returned to Vivian, who continued to slumber peacefully.

Her pale face had already slowly regained its beautiful and lively radiance.

"Now, it's time to deal with Maria Alvas and eliminate all future possibilities of my mother's death. This also marks the final step in my responsibilities in the Balka Empire. Following this, I'll return to Anna, who has commenced her business control plans in the southern region." Arthur's countenance initially appeared relieved, but it soon shifted.

"Damn! My chest is in excruciating pain!" He abruptly clutched his left chest and applied pressure due to the sudden agony.

"This is a sign of a breakthrough!" Arthur was taken aback, not anticipating this unexpected blessing, especially since he had ceased his practice and been fully focused on his plans.

"Could this be connected to my earlier dream?" Upon this realization, he concluded it was the sole plausible explanation and kept it in mind.

"Now, the foremost task is to complete my breakthrough and intensify my training in space manipulation." With that decision, he exited his room and headed to the palace's backyard.

...

Meanwhile, in the cold North, millions of troops marched neatly in unison, creating a tense and terrifying atmosphere in their surroundings.

With the three strongest generals of the Savaran empire leading these millions of troops, they finally reached the northern border of the Balka empire.

The third general's voice spread unbelievably fast, commanding, "Everyone, stop!" Instantaneously, the millions of barbarian troops came to a halt.

This terrifying formation left the ten cloakmen following the three generals in a state of horror.

"Everyone, ahead lies the North, our destination!" The third general exclaimed with excitement, instantly lifting the troops' previously gloomy spirits.

"Whooooah!"

Cheers reverberated through the millions of troops, causing the entire land to tremble.

"Now is the moment for our powerful barbarian empire to colonize the weaker territories! Follow my orders and attack!" The third general, accompanied by the first and second generals, declared in unison.

In a terrifying atmosphere, all the barbarian troops eagerly surged through the border.

...

Two kilometers from the border, David and Noah floated side by side in the air.

David donned a fiery, bright red robe and exuded an air of arrogance, his face bearing an indifferent expression.

In contrast, Noah wore a beautiful, crystal-like light blue robe, his countenance devoid of any emotion as he observed the millions of barbarian troops encroaching on their territory.

Despite the distance, the millions of barbarian soldiers were clearly visible, resembling a dark mass advancing northward.

"Their army is truly overwhelming, isn't it? Probably around ten million or so," Noah remarked with a smile.

"Yeah, they're like moths drawn to a flame," David replied indifferently, a formidable heat barrier enveloping his body.

Noah nodded in agreement, offering a smile in response.

Despite the invasion of tens of millions of barbarian troops into his territory, Noah appeared remarkably relaxed.

This ease stemmed from the fact that he stood beside his best friend, David Asvold.

"So, do you want to resurrect our legendary name?" Noah inquired playfully.

"Of course, why not?" David responded unexpectedly, his excited smile catching Noah off guard.

Noah gradually composed himself, and the enthusiasm that had been dormant within him for decades suddenly resurfaced.

"Then... let's repel these invaders, David! And let us remind them of our legendary titles as the God of Fire and Water in the southern region of the human continent!"