"Baron Nalant, it truly has been a long time. Welcome!"
"I've actually always wanted to make a trip to Storm City to thank you for your help last time!"
"But everything in my territory had to start over from scratch, and I simply haven't had much time to leave it!"
"I hope you won't take offense, Baron Nalant!"
Field stepped forward and gave Nalant a salute.
Yet Field, now a king, had aged considerably.
Clearly, the sense of crisis on the Sacred Continent had left Field worn out in body and spirit.
"You are too polite, Marquis Field. We are both from Glory Continent, so helping one another is only right."
Nalant immediately waved a hand. He still held Field in very high regard.
Back then, he and Carlfer had both been counted among the great figures of Glory Continent.
Moreover, they both upheld the chivalric spirit of the older generation, far better than certain nobles who knew only exploitation and plunder.
"Baron Nalant's breadth of heart is truly something I have never seen in my life."
"Baron Nalant, you have come from far away. Let us enter the fortress first and talk there!" Field said with a smile.
"Yes, Nalant, let's go into the fortress first before we talk!" Isabella immediately chimed in.
"Alright!" Nalant nodded, then headed toward the city gate at Field's invitation.
"Greetings, Baron Nalant!"
"Greetings, Baron Nalant!"
The surrounding minor nobles hurriedly moved aside, saluting and greeting him respectfully as they watched him enter the fortress alongside Field.
The interior of this fortress naturally could not compare with the border strongholds of the duchies and empires on the Sacred Continent.
After all, Field had started from scratch after arriving on the Sacred Continent, and the wealth at his disposal had been limited.
Thus, Glory Fortress