To humans, cities were always havens of civilization, and even a ruined city was no exception. After reclaiming the city, the Allied Forces temporarily stationed themselves there. For most of them, being able to return from sleeping rough and eating in the open seemed to come as a great relief.
Although the city had long been abandoned, most places were still more or less intact. For the noble Magic Users who had come along, being able to return to the civilized world was a form of salvation in itself.
"Finally, we can return to the civilized world. It really brings back a lot of memories."
Seated in a chair, Viscount Julius picked up the steaming Black Tea in his hand and spoke with emotion. The noble seated across from him also let out a light chuckle.
"Indeed. It was all thanks to Prince's far-sightedness. Even if we couldn't take the Northern Fortress, capturing this city is already a considerable achievement."
"Speaking of which, that old fool Gaius really is too talkative."
At this, Viscount Julius let out a cold snort.
"He kept saying that the longer we delayed, the more dangerous it would become, and that marching would be difficult once the cold wave arrived... Honestly, he contradicts Prince at every turn. I really wonder what that old fool is trying to do."
"He only wants to emphasize his authority as a general to Prince."
His companion gave a disdainful laugh, utterly unconcerned.
They were all the offspring of highly distinguished nobles. They had followed Prince for a long time, and it was easy to imagine that when the Prince succeeded to the throne and became King, they would likewise seize the positions and power that belonged to them. Perhaps that was precisely why they were so dissatisfied with Gaius's