Duke Moravia's Decision. Upon entering the Central Mage Tower, before he could take more than a few looks at the sphere floating in the center, a flash of light appeared before his eyes.
When his vision cleared, he found himself in his grandfather's study.
After looking over the furnishings, Velin showed no politeness at all. He walked straight to the window and sat down.
Duke Moravia watched the boy's casual behavior without saying anything, merely instructing the Magic Puppet standing by to bring some wine.
"Tell me, what did you come here for this time?"
"Grandfather, I want to borrow several Magic Puppet legions from you, along with some Spellcasters. Of course, if you have any spare Floating Fleets, I'd like to borrow some of those too."
"Oh, and I noticed you seem to have two idle Floating Cities. Could you lend those to me as well?"
Hearing this, Duke Moravia's expression did not change. He calmly said, "Take a look around. If there's anything else here you want, just carry it off."
"Grandfather, you said it yourself. You can't go back on your word, right?" Velin asked at once, putting on an excited expression.
Duke Moravia was briefly stunned. Then, following Velin's line of thought, he said, "How about I lend myself to you too? Once I get to Qixing Territory, you can decide what position to arrange for this old man."
"Hehe."
Velin scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.
He had not expected his grandfather to leave him speechless instead of the other way around.
"I've heard that you've been constantly expanding your forces these past few years. What are you planning to do?"
"To establish a country of my own," Velin answered. He accepted the wineglass handed over by the Magic Puppet and took