"A dark invasion, a merciless war."
"Let the situation on that land be wiped clean."
"The land was ruined, the population dwindled, former prosperity vanished, and the old order was reset."
"That land became a blank sheet of paper."
On Rhino Horn Mountain, in the morning light, Ryan wrote down his observations of the land in the South.
The female official approached and set down breakfast, saying admiringly, "But your name is already known throughout that land, my lord."
"Oren City has just been founded, yet Grand Duke Oren has already invited you there. Duchess Vera in the South has also reached an agreement with you. The two greatest and most prestigious nobles on that land are both your friends, my lord."
"An exchange of interests between nobles."
Ryan said this, then raised his head to glance at the sky beyond the window.
"I wonder how long such an agreement can last."
The female official was somewhat puzzled.
"Would they dare oppose you, my lord?"
Ryan could not judge that accurately either.
"The Abyss invasion only lasted a few months, but that land will need at least ten years to recover. Yet I cannot be sure whether some new accident will arise within those ten years."
"The Elven army has appeared outside the Woodlands. Something about that feels wrong."
"It is no simple matter for Elves, who love freedom and nature, to mobilize an army. What is more, news has come from both Gerald's side and the Sera Kingdom that the Woodlands have been unified."
"Among human civilizations, there have been at least eight, if not ten, wars between Deities. Yet the Elves have always remained loose and fragmented. This is even harder to believe than the outbreak of a Divine Kingdom War."
Ryan had sent a team to the