The Frost army led by Shael was the main force in this attack—or rather, the mission to save Aleslota.
Part of them were Shael's personal guards, while the rest were young people from the Eight Great Families of Frost Country who had answered Shael's call and bore a blood-deep hatred for the Gray Mist.
Only a few hundred people were currently stationed on Behemoth's back. The living space there was limited, and there were already a thousand native Sea Race People living on Behemoth's back.
"Are you heading to the mainland now?"
Shael represented Frost Country in the negotiations with the Sea Race People.
The Sea Race People now living on Behemoth's back were all nobles who had fled from Coastal Country.
No one had been able to suppress the unrest in Coastal Country. If Steel Country had not been caught up in its own revolution and unable to spare the attention, it might even have moved to annex part of Coastal Country's territory.
As king, Shael could gather plenty of intelligence related to Coastal Country. The civil unrest there had only calmed down somewhat recently.
But the human citizens of Coastal Country hated the Sea Race People so deeply that they could only place their hopes on establishing a new home in Aleslota.
"Some of my people have already planned to go ashore and take a look. I've tried to stop them."
The Sea Race People's representative was a girl named Heimina. Shael had not spoken with her many times; most of the time, Heimina merely came to convey the decisions made by the Sea Race People.
"I understand," Shael said.
After telling Shael of the Sea Race People's decision, Heimina could only give a simple hand-over-heart salute from her wheelchair before leaving Frost Country's encampment.
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