Over the next few days, all sorts of things happened, and Henrietta had to deal with those troubles.
First was her marriage to the King of Germania. Since Albion's army had been defeated, there was naturally no longer any need for her marriage to the King of Germania. Although Germania's King was unhappy, he did not dare come and complain. After all, word of the divine dragon's protection had spread, and with the appearance of the legendary Void inheritor, Germania no longer had the strength to show off before Tristain.
"See? I told you."
Red Ponytail tapped the King of Germania's reply in her hand.
"A big fist is what really matters. Does that King still dare fart now? Does he?"
"Indeed..."
Henrietta looked at the letter in Red Ponytail's hand with a complicated expression. She had originally thought the King of Germania would fly into a rage and send her angry accusations, perhaps even threaten to cancel their military alliance. Yet the King of Germania's letter was remarkably calm. Not only did it contain no blame, but it showed unprecedented magnanimity, stating that even if the marriage could not happen, their military alliance could continue...
Put simply, Tristain had once begged Germania. Now Germania was begging Tristain...
There was only one reason for this reversal.
"Divine Envoy, the troops are assembled and ready."
"Mm. Is everything prepared?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll leave the rear to you... You know what to do, right?"
"Of course, Divine Envoy."
At that, the Minister of War gave a grim smile.
"I understand."
The two exchanged smiles, then nodded.
The expedition against Albion had been announced to the public several days earlier. The reason was perfectly legitimate: Albion had torn up the non-aggression pact and attacked Tristain, so Tristain's retaliation was only natural. Under the