Moreover, these "new residents" were not just one or two races.
That day, Nalant was in the castle reviewing the good news Jerry and the others had sent back.
When Thomas suddenly rushed into the drawing room.
"My lord, Sir Jerry has returned. He is in the front courtyard and asks to see you."
"He's back? Didn't he say it would take at least another month?"
Nalant was utterly baffled by the report.
The letter in his hand had just been delivered by a messenger. Jerry had said he was preparing to travel to the territories of other nobles even farther away.
It would take roughly a month to complete the task Nalant had given him.
For him to return so soon was clearly abnormal.
"Let him in!"
With that thought, Nalant immediately gave the order.
Thomas quickly withdrew.
"Greetings, Baron Nalant!"
Nalant did not know when it had begun, but Jerry had become incomparably formal whenever he saw him.
Even though Nalant had told him several times to simply address him directly.
Jerry always agreed verbally, yet never corrected the habit.
But Nalant had no time to dwell on that this time.
He quickly asked, "Jerry, didn't you say you would not return for at least another month? Did something happen?"
"Yes, Baron Nalant. My original plan was to continue on to other territories and complete the task you gave me."
"However, a week ago, when I arrived at the territory of a noble called Viscount Carlton, I discovered that Viscount Carlton's territory was under attack!"
"Hm? A noble territory was attacked? Which duchy did it?"
Nalant immediately frowned.
During this period, although the Sacred Continent had been vigorously building temples and changing beliefs under the intervention of the Divine Kingdoms.
There had still been very little fighting.
"Baron