So, as a smart person, Yuffie could only keep her cool and stop making the kinds of threats she used to.
And what about Yuffie?
Exile was also a form of Political Asylum.
Yuffie had once told him, "If you really like me, then prove your worth. Be a man worthy of the name, instead of the way you are now. If you can manage even a tenth of what you used to, I'll honor our engagement. No, all you have to be is a normal man."
And then, for some reason, he'd suddenly started trying hard, then suddenly given up.
He'd been rewarded with exile, and then showed his true ability.
Yuffie didn't know how to speak up, so she kept her cool and stayed silent.
Just as Charles had described his daughter, Yuffie was an honest, introverted child, so she didn't know what to say.
But what about Lynn, the former Two-dimensional blond?
He quickly found a topic to talk about.
"Yuffie, come with me first." Lynn waved his hand, activating the Magic Array. The partition opened, revealing an enormous Sand table.
It showed the terrain of the Northern Continent.
The various territories were marked in different colors.
"Right now, Louis is demanding that the South hand you over." Lynn pointed south. Two icons were already there: crossed swords, colored red.
Lynn tapped the map showing Louis's sphere of influence, and the surrounding territories changed color.
The South was red, Lothair was orange, the West Grand Duke was blue, the East Grand Duke was green, the Orcs were green, Lynn's territory was white, and the remaining neighboring kingdoms were orange.
"According to the latest intelligence, Louis has already marched south and seized your Military factory."
"According to my informants, it was producing fifty shotguns a day, twenty machine