Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed since the great war between the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom and the Beastkin Empire.
During this time, Roland had nearly been worked to death. If Leslie had not immediately brought a large number of capable officials of all ranks to the Northern Great Plains after the victory, Roland probably would not even have had time to eat.
There was simply too much to handle.
The reception, settlement, division of benefits, and other matters concerning the three royal clans—the Naga, Foxfolk, and Minotaurs—all required Roland to personally step in.
After unifying the Northern Great Plains, hundreds of Orc races had suddenly joined the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom. It was like an utter mess of tangled threads, and Roland had to personally sort it all out as well.
At the same time, once news of the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom's victory spread, representatives from powers across the continent swarmed in like sharks smelling blood.
The crucial point was that each representative had a more distinguished status than the last.
Elf Empress Seraphina!
The current emperor of the Sacred Alliance Empire, Milo Habsburg.
The current emperor of the Black Nord Sereis United Empire, Amalfi.
Kronos, Titan Emperor of the Giant Kingdom.
Even Seraphim personally descended upon the Northern Great Plains.
Dealing with those people alone had consumed most of Roland's energy.
Finally, after more than a month of nonstop work, he had barely managed to straighten things out. Roland immediately convened a small-scale postwar summary meeting.
Sky City.
In a small, secret conference room, there were not many people present. Apart from the directors of the Three Departments, only James, the Deputy Director in charge of economics, had been added.
"Leslie, tell us. How much did we gain from this war?" Roland