Emerald Palace. Looking at the reports sent back from the Papal State by the assembled generals, Caesar IV felt his head throbbing.
The facts proved that being "poor" really could affect politics.
The nobles were remarkably united in their stance: they had to make enough money first.
Whoever stood in the way of everyone getting rich was everyone's enemy. As long as nothing went wrong at home, they would not stop.
It appeared that they had handed decision-making authority to the Kingdom government, but in reality, they were making the Kingdom government guarantee the safety of their territories.
"Marquis Omar, what positions have the various governments taken on the issue of withdrawing their troops?"
Caesar IV asked with concern.
The domestic situation was very clear. The Magic Disaster had basically been brought under control. Aside from a handful of unlucky nobles who had suffered devastating losses, most regions had not been affected.
The main reason everyone dared to stay in the Papal State and make money was that the Magic Disaster had not fallen upon their own heads, leaving them without any firsthand pain.
As for those unlucky victims, they had felt the pain, but rushing back now would be useless.
Their heavy losses were already an established fact. The Kingdom had already avenged them.
If they returned now, they could do nothing except wail a few times.
The nobles able to participate in this operation were all elites of the Kingdom. Their individual strength might not necessarily have been formidable, but their minds certainly worked well.
The heavier their territorial losses, the more they needed to make up for them elsewhere. If they did not recover enough from the Papal State, their losses would have been for nothing.
"Your Majesty, this wave of troop withdrawals began in the Southern