Once he had finished giving instructions about the armored vehicle, Nalant returned to the castle.
Though the concept of the armored vehicle filled him with anticipation, he still lacked confidence as to whether it could truly be built.
So he left the matter for Luba to tinker with himself.
If he succeeded, that would naturally be for the best.
If not, they could settle for the next best thing and simply install a mobile self-propelled cannon.
Over the next few days, Storm Territory remained utterly calm, and Nalant, the noble lord, became a little more leisurely as well.
Although news of Nalant's victory over the Bach Allied Forces had already spread, no one knew whether the Bach Empire would organize an even larger army to attack next.
Thus, the merchant caravans that had withdrawn from the various countries did not immediately return to Storm Territory.
This brought a slight benefit to Storm Territory's security.
After all, if the merchant caravans of the various countries returned at once, Nalant worried that Bach Empire spies might slip in among them.
That could very likely create a security risk for his territory.
That day, just as Nalant thought all he needed to do was quietly wait for a reply from the Bach Empire, a group of unexpected visitors suddenly came calling.
They were the nobles, great and small, originally from Glory Continent, whose property had been confiscated by the Bach Empire before they were expelled from it.
"Esteemed guests, please wait a moment. My lord has already received word and will be here shortly!"
In the castle's drawing room, Thomas led the unexpected visitors to their seats and had servants bring the nobles food and tea refreshments.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Steward!"
The nobles immediately responded politely, their manner already exceptionally