"Probably another false report. Isaac's intelligence network is still unreliable—the Northern Territory has received nothing but false reports lately."
Hodge curled his lip.
"First it was a white-haired little girl wiping out an entire army, then there were moving skeletons—damn it, doesn't Isaac himself find that strange?"
"Well, perhaps Mr. Isaac has his own difficulties."
"Hmph, he swore before that your Resistance Army had been wiped out. He nearly delayed something important." Hodge still looked indignant.
"All right, let's not talk about that. I heard that fortress was completely finished?"
"Yes, but it hasn't been named yet."
A month ago, when the Expeditionary Force had just learned that the Resistance Army was still fighting and had not been wiped out, they swiftly delivered a large amount of supplies and built a fortification on the spot to prepare for the tide-like enemies of the future.
The enemies had indeed come like a tide, but it was an ebb tide. The Expeditionary Force could not even keep up with how quickly the other side surrendered.
That fortification had therefore sat unused.
A full month had now passed. While the Expeditionary Force campaigned in all directions, they had extended the railway northward past the fortification. By now, it had nearly reached the northernmost Canary Mountains.
With that, the main railway line from Blood Port to the Northern Territory was basically complete. Perhaps a railway network would be built within the Northern Territory in the future, but that was a matter for later.
With the railway in place, many things became much easier.
In the past, searching for Count Bazel had been like looking for a needle in a haystack. The Northern Territory was simply too vast; finding an army there was nearly impossible.
But now that there was a railway, making a circuit