The meeting ended. The massive steel ark that was Castel slowly adjusted its course and set off on a new journey. Countless fates shifted with it, and even the situation across the continent was subtly altered.
But no one knew any of that at the moment. It was simply an ordinary afternoon.
Zoe left the room with a heavy heart, her mind still lingering on the final topic of discussion.
At the end, the lord had solemnly asked Nora, the attendee who had remained silent throughout:
"Does the Resistance Army still exist? Do we need to send people to rescue them first?"
Nora's face remained taut, but her gaze dimmed somewhat. "The ones who fought me at the end were regular troops from the Northern Territory. I don't know who they belonged to, but their combat strength was far beyond that of guards responsible for maintaining order."
"They were all cavalry, wearing standard armor. Their training and fighting spirit were both solid. I've only encountered opponents like that on the battlefield."
She raised her eyes and stared steadily at Theus. "It's unlikely the Resistance Army survived them. Without me, they couldn't hold."
The meeting room fell silent.
"I remember the Resistance Army was hiding in the forest?"
"It wouldn't have mattered. That was a regular army, while the Resistance Army was nothing more than a group of refugees. Even if those cavalry dismounted and fought on foot, they could easily win. As for fleeing—they're cavalry."
A trace of bitterness mingled into Nora's voice. The Resistance Army might have had some fighting spirit, and perhaps some people could survive, but there was no way they could win a direct battle.
The other side was armored from head to toe, while her side barely even had proper weapons. What could they possibly