"If we could gain the support of the Commercial Union and the Adeptus Sprawiedliwości, would all of Kazimierz... become a reliable ally?" Magnus asked, carefully choosing his words.
"Not very likely~" Gravel spoke before Nearl could answer. "Kazimierz isn't exactly a developed country. The gap between its cities and villages is astonishing—some places still rely on bonfires to drive away the darkness."
This gave Magnus a headache. He had no desire to get bogged down in the mire of politics and development. At that moment, he was considering the feasibility of holding a grand sacrificial ritual.
"Let's talk about the rest once we get into the city. I can hear that it's quite lively in there." Leman Russ's hearing was as sharp as his sense of smell. Even from so far away, he could hear knights clashing in the city and the cheers of the audience.
As the group drew nearer, they saw colored paper drifting out from the city. It clearly reminded Gravel of some unpleasant memories.
"Non-Infected take part in the Major, while the Infected compete in the Cleanup and then enter the Major... Heh, that's how Kazimierz's competitive tournaments operate."
Nearl's expression was no better. What she remembered was the knockout stage after the Major. Those seemingly fair matches were completely manipulated by the Commercial Union. In order to secure outcomes favorable to themselves, those profit-obsessed nobles were capable of anything.
Once they came very close to the city, more details became visible. Four cities had gathered here—the core city of the Great Knight Territory, merged with three other mobile cities that had developed the fastest.
The massive flow of people and seamlessly connected trade ports would, under the halo of knight competitions, become even greater driving forces for development. They also gave Kazimierz's upper ranks an