Sailing on Dry Land

Nini thought for a while before slowly raising her head.

"Boss, I have one last question—Banshees are bound by the Symbiotic Pact and can't be too far apart. How do you plan to solve that?"

Ash, standing nearby, also looked over at that.

Theus had always been the type to plan before he acted. Whenever he put forward an idea, it had usually already been thoroughly considered.

There was no way he had overlooked something this simple, which meant he already had a solution.

But... no matter how Nini thought about it, she could not figure out how this problem could be solved.

Unlike attacking the Northern Territory, Rhine was a completely inland nation. The Banshees could not swim there through the sea.

Could it be that the lord intended to move every Banshee to the front lines and personally head to Rhine?

Honestly, that was rather unrealistic. Things were different now. When fighting the Northern Territory, Castel had still relied primarily on the strength of its main island. Blood Port had merely been an enclave, and the support it could provide for an expedition had been extremely limited.

But now, the industrial system centered on Blood Port, Castel, and the Northern Territory had basically taken shape. Castel was responsible for researching cutting-edge technology, Blood Port served as the main production base and transit point for industrial output, while the Northern Territory supplied manpower and resources.

Under this system, the focus of military expansion was not actually the military, but terrifying productive capacity.

Put simply, Theus and the Banshees generated far greater value by remaining in Castel and Blood Port than by going to the front lines to wage war.

Due to the Mind Link and their abundant energy, most Banshees had some talent for scientific research. More than a