Imperial Capital.
Because war had become routine, the city had already accepted all the changes it brought as part of itself. Human adaptability was just that powerful. So even with large numbers of messengers coming and going every day, the nobles and commoners of the city no longer stirred at the sight.
Except for the victory in the war against The Forest.
That Northern Baron, almost without any subjective support from the empire, could be said to have single-handedly fought the Elves, who had held the position of overlord on Norris Continent for tens of thousands of years. Everyone knew the war in the east was difficult, and the fact that the Northern Baron had been able to hold out all this time had already shaken the nobles deeply.
But victory?
Who would have imagined such an answer? Who could have expected such an outcome?
Many great nobles in the Imperial Capital had even already submitted their political and military plans to the Council of Elders—that is, what the empire should do when the Elves from the east attacked.
In many meetings of the Council of Elders, this issue had also been discussed. Though the war over there had not yet arrived, they had already foreseen it.
Many small and mid-ranking nobles had also contributed their excellent insights during this process. At least in the Council of Elders, the nobles sounded very professional.
There were plans about city layouts in the eastern regions of the empire while the war in the South continued; plans about integrating the empire's Extraordinary Legion; plans invoking the glory of the nobles' Blood Chant ancestors and leading mortal armies against the Elves—
The proposals looked quite proper, and the members of the Council of Elders responsible for helping His Majesty the Emperor handle state affairs