After all that, Linde finally got to rest and had a leisurely half-day.
It only lasts half a day.
As evening approached, Lind received an invitation from Lillens.
Knowing that Lind would be returning to his territory the next day, Lillens prepared a banquet for him.
The location is the military camp in the west of the city.
Linde arrived on time, accompanied by his two right-hand men, Astaire and Leonis.
As for Nix, she was still busy with her honey business, so Lynd just let her be.
Arriving at the military camp, which was quite far from Viscount Castle and unaffected by its collapse, it was a suitable location.
The banquet was simple, nothing particularly fancy, but it was the best Fortified City could offer at the moment.
After a few rounds of drinks, everyone started talking, with Lind and Lilens recounting the scenes of their hometowns, creating quite a lively atmosphere.
After the meal, Li Luns pulled Lindall aside and whispered:
"Linde, something big has happened!"
Seeing that Lillens was no longer the drunk man he had been, Lind knew that something serious had happened.
"Speak, what is it? How serious is it?"
Li Luns looked around and said:
"The Shadowbinders Alliance, you know it, right? It's the intelligence broker that caters exclusively to nobles..."
Upon hearing this, Lind remembered the fat slave trader named Eugene.
It left a deep impression on me.
Seeing that Lind nodded, he continued:
"According to their intelligence, the Sass Empire and the Kree Empire are likely to go to war again from time to time. This time, the Sass Empire is ready to avenge its previous defeat!"
How can the Sass Empire avenge its humiliation?
Linde thought of the Crystal Dragon Breath Cannon developed by the Principality of Kree. Could it be that the Saz people had also developed a similar technology?
"It is said that the Ork Empire in the south interfered and gave help to the Sass Empire."
"hiss……"
Linde fell into deep thought.
The history of human nations on this continent is somewhat complex and requires careful explanation.
According to the history Linde learned, in the beginning, the Sass Empire occupied the western part of the entire continent of Tiel, successfully defending against the orcs and dwarves by using the mountains, and thus monopolizing a corner of the land.
The situation is different to the east of the continent of Tiel. There, the country is controlled by a vast empire called the Bode Kingdom. The Grand Duchy of Oak and the Got Empire could not withstand the pressure from the Bode Kingdom, and their national strength gradually declined.
The Grand Duchy of Oak took a different approach, venturing out to sea and establishing a foothold in the southwestern part of the continent, a region the Sass Empire had not yet reached.
And years later, they successfully used their colonies in the western part of the continent to support their homeland, and together with the Goth Empire, they successfully curbed the encroachment of the Bode Church.
Of course, the price was the invasion of a portion of the southern territory of the Sass Empire, which led to instability within the Sass Empire.
Finally, several hundred years ago, it completely split apart, giving rise to the Kree Empire.
The Kree Empire thus acquired two names. The people of the Sass Empire considered the Kree to be traitors, so they called the Kree Empire the "Grand Duchy of Kree".
The two countries have fought countless wars over the years, and the enmity between them has long since turned into a generational hatred.
This war is a response to the war that occurred not long ago, and can indeed be considered a war of revenge for the Sass Empire.
However, if it really is the Grand Duchy of Ork that is behind this... it's hard to say whether the Kree Empire can withstand this offensive.
Linde asked Lillen:
"Is there any news from the Grand Duke? Is he conscripting soldiers directly? Or...?"
"They say they're going to recruit soldiers, but we're in a rather remote area, so normally there shouldn't be any major problems, unless the Sassians have gone mad and want to take back this fortified city..."
"..."
"..."
The two looked around and remained silent.
Given the current dire state of Fortified City, it's hard to say whether it can hold out if the Sassins actually come.
"Has there been any indication of when the war is expected to begin?"
Li Renston paused for a moment and said:
"End of the year."
"That's enough."
Linde was confident that he could build an army that could fight alongside him by the end of the year, and with his support, their fighting strength would be more than enough to ensure their survival in the war. Moreover, he might even gain new territory as a result.
"real!?"
Lilens hadn't expected Linde to be so confident, but thinking about it, it made sense. The fighting force Linde had, in the open, was already far superior to that of the other barons.
Linde's strength should be comparable to that of most viscounts, with the exception of Lilens himself.
However, after these past few days, if Li Luns gains the support of his family and has the help of Earl Feng En, his strength will certainly not be underestimated.
However, Lillens probably hasn't realized it yet.
Lind patted Lillen on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, I'll be prepared. Keep an eye on things here, and send someone to let me know as soon as there's any new information."
Lilens nodded.
"Definitely, definitely."
…………
Meanwhile, within the Orc Kingdom.
After passing through several orc city-states, Nazra and her party finally arrived at the largest city near the orc capital.
Silvermane City.
As its name suggests, this is the city with the largest number of fox people, and the largest number of fox royals in the entire city. It is no exaggeration to call it the royal city of the fox people.
The caravan from Nazla encountered a very quiet start on their first day here.
The soldiers guarding the city gate refused entry to the funeral caravan, demanding that they enter the city through a side gate.
Without the presence of royalty on the surface, caravans had no choice but to enter the city through a side gate.
Things were much better after they entered the city. The caravan rested at the inn, took care of customs duties and other miscellaneous matters, and then there was no further activity.
After all, almost all the orc nobles knew about Nazra's death along the way.
Aside from those who were gloating, everyone else was waiting and secretly observing the situation.
The neutral faction wanted to know how the peace faction would handle the situation so they could place their bets and potentially gain some benefits from the war faction once war broke out.
Many people believe that the pro-war faction is coming on strong this time, and the pro-peace faction probably won't last long.
At this moment, Silvermane City appeared no different from before, but undercurrents were already surging beneath the surface.
Hussein Adane, one of the leaders of the peace faction in Silvermane City, is troubled by this thorny matter.
He was quite old and had been suffering from a headache for several days.
"As you get older, you develop all sorts of old ailments..."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Lord Hussein, someone requests an audience."
Hussein frowned; he was already troubled by the situation, and now someone wanted to disturb him.
"I won't see him... Never mind, let him go find the butler. I'll see what happens later."
"Yes, sir."
After the servant left, it finally became quiet.
Old Hussein exhaled a breath of stale air, stared at the map hanging beside him, and began to ponder.
Knock knock.
Two knocks sounded on the door again.
"What's wrong now?"
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