Ryan remained at his residence in Andara Royal City. After all, he held the status of a count in this kingdom.
He was here because he needed to receive military intelligence from all directions, then dispatch suitable troops to suppress the Wild Orcs. Over several consecutive days, the nobles here had witnessed Baron Ryan's diligence in handling military affairs.
"Five days now. Baron Ryan hasn't left his residence a single time. Soldiers bring news from afar almost every hour. Does he really not get tired?"
The nobles were astonished, deeply impressed, and thoroughly puzzled.
"Baron Ryan is a Legendary, a Legendary in his twenties. I've never heard of such a young Legendary in my family's history. The bloodline of the Empire's Dragon Knight family is truly too powerful. I hear his father and elder brother are also Legendaries."
The nobles envied this immensely. They also knew something about the bloodline advantages of the Empire's Clayton Family.
Reports from the front kept arriving, and military orders from Ryan, the Northern Military Chairman, were continuously sent out. What astonished the nobles most was that not a single battlefield sent back unfavorable news under these orders. Over the past two days, the Gerald Noble Territory had even relaxed enough for members of the Gerald family to come to the Andara Kingdom.
As the war became less tense, the nobles truly lowered their previous guard. They emerged frequently from their castles. They needed to socialize too, and conversations aimed at building connections could bring greater benefits to their territories.
Though these noble lords had gained the right to rule through inherited power and looked much like parasites, they had nevertheless endured several years of war that had nearly destroyed them. They had grown in the end. Now, every noble looked far more capable.
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