Minister Honest sat in his lavishly decorated study, his brows tightly furrowed as though they were weighed down by a thousand-pound boulder.
He gripped an exquisite quill in his hand, yet he could not bring it down onto the paper for a long time, for the problem before him seemed to offer no clue toward a solution.
He felt as if he had fallen into a carefully designed maze. No matter which path he chose, he would ultimately return to the starting point.
A sharp light flashed within the minister's eyes. It was the symbol of the Empire's power, as well as his concern for the Empire's future.
He knew that, as a minister of the Empire, he could not stand by and allow this chaotic situation to continue.
He had to find a way to break this vicious cycle and uncover a path toward solving the problem.
Yet even with his extensive political experience and wisdom, he felt helpless at this moment.
But he did not give up, because he knew he held his greatest trump card.
As long as he had that card, no rebel army could withstand a single blow.
After careful consideration, Minister Honest finally made a decision.
He picked up his pen and wrote his order on a document: "Order General Esdeath to immediately lead the Empire's elite forces to the southern region and resist Noxus's threat with all her strength. As for the harassment by the Northern Tribes, ignore it for the time being and deal with it after the Noxus issue has been resolved."
This order would very likely result in casualties and losses among numerous northern cities and civilians of the Empire.
But he also understood that, under the current circumstances, he had to make sacrifices.
Noxus posed the greater threat. Once