Speculations on the World War

Ruprecht left.

He needed to return to New Elysium Town, contact the Frankfurt court, explain the details of the cooperation to the old Emperor, and reply to Lothar.

A new, stable source of white crystals and magic stones was crucial to the Central European Empire as it stood today.

Having one's lifeline in another's hands, even an ally's, was intolerable for any great power.

Personally, the Crown Prince looked forward to cooperation between the two sides, provided Texas could win this war.

The attendant in black stockings remained behind. He would serve as an observer, watch the battle from start to finish, record its course, and take photographs.

This attendant was named Anton. He came from Bavaria's distinguished Arco family, which owned numerous lands, estates, and castles in Bavaria. Family members often served as local military and civil officials, and they were also an important courtier family at the Munich court.

"Mr. Lothar, I need a clean room."

Without Ruprecht around, Anton no longer seemed as nervous and uneasy as before. "In addition, I hope to inspect your country's armaments. I swear in the name of the Arco family that I will never reveal any of this to the English."

Facing Lothar, he spoke with confidence. He had slipped into the role of "military observer" remarkably quickly.

"No problem, Mr. Anton. You will receive the treatment you deserve."

Lothar smiled, his gaze sweeping over the snags in the man's stockings. "New Basilicata is a mountain city. Forgive my bluntness, but your attire may not be suitable. Would you like to change into boots and long trousers?"

Anton humbly shook his head. "Please rest assured, I am not some frail traditional spellcaster. I can endure this small hardship."

Stockings and high heels were common attire for male aristocrats in this era.