"It has already begun!" But to their surprise, Nalant shook his head and denied it.
"It has already begun?"
The commanders of the satellite cities only grew even more puzzled.
There were no dark clouds in the sky, and no thunder either. What on earth was it, then?
Besides, today's weather seemed exceptionally good—an endless clear sky, the blazing sun overhead. It was fine weather.
"Can't you see it? Not a cloud for ten thousand miles, and a fiery-red sun hanging over our heads. Haven't you felt that it's much hotter now than before?"
Seeing how completely at sea they were, Nalant no longer kept them in suspense.
Since the Gale Legion inside Shell Iron City had already made every possible preparation, torrential rain and snowfall would definitely be useless.
In that case, he would bring them a great drought. He believed that no matter what, the Gale Legion in the city would never think of this.
In particular, Nalant had already noticed that in order to guard against rain flooding the city, the Gale Legion had even dug away and diverted a small river that originally flowed through the city.
That move was simply made to cooperate with Nalant's plan.
Otherwise, Nalant would have needed to send his own people to block that river.
"Lord Nalant, now that you mention it, we really do feel like it suddenly got hotter. I'm sweating!"
"That's right. No wonder it's already autumn, but standing here for a while feels like standing under the blazing sun at noon in summer."
"It's just that, Lord Nalant, your Lightning Legion is far too miraculous. They can actually cast such incredible magic!"
Only then did the satellite-city commanders react one after another.
If Nalant had not reminded them, they would not have had time to notice