While the various forces of the Empire were thrown into an uproar by the spread of certain news,
the northern border was far less lively than other places. Instead, it seemed remarkably peaceful.
In Falan's words, the Northern Foreign Tribes had all been wiped out, so what was there left to guard against? They might as well rest and recuperate properly.
Mikael: "Isaac... Isaac..."
In the office, Falan was naturally somewhat embarrassed after being suddenly snapped out of his daze.
Falan: "Um... Mikael, is something the matter?"
Mikael: "Documents. I'm afraid this one needs to be handled by you."
Falan could not help muttering to himself. So I still have work to deal with? After all, although the Four Guardian Families of the north had all acknowledged him as their leader because of the Northern Foreign Tribes, the four northern towns had already established a sound system of their own.
When the Northern Foreign Tribes still existed, he had been their true master. But now, among the northern towns, he was merely a mascot used to deter the Northern Barbarians. Someone handled everything on his behalf, and he had practically entered retirement early in this life.
Falan: "What happened? Let me take a look~" Upon seeing what was written in the document, Falan could not help growing serious.
Falan: "Dangerous Species? How did they suddenly enter the northern border?"
At that moment, a voice explained it to him. Milok: "As for that..."
Milok: "This has been the policy ever since the First Emperor established the towns across the realm. The Northern Foreign Tribes were not merely there for us to spill blood and train our troops against. Their most important role was to serve as a buffer zone, preventing powerful Dangerous Species from entering without our knowledge."
Milok: "In truth,