"Is that all the Radiance Church has done?" Romon asked, holding the latest intelligence report.
"Not just that. I've heard that signs of a Holy War have appeared in several core kingdoms that worship the Lord of Radiance. Large numbers of troops are being assembled and trained. Since our shadow guards lack the strength to reach that far, we could only gather intelligence indirectly. We don't have any definite information," Nick explained.
"Our strength is still too weak," Romon said with a sigh.
Nick nodded. "Yes, our strength in this regard really is far too weak."
"It seems this battle truly cannot be avoided." Romon sighed. "What should we do?"
In truth, he was merely speaking to himself. Preparations had already been made for whatever needed to be done.
"Protect our own territory from being affected. As for everything else, let them do as they please." Nick stated his position. "Once the fighting begins, many Churches will probably be drawn in. We'll see when the time comes."
"Yes, that is probably how it will be. We should do what we need to do, and let the rest take its course." Romon placed the information in his hand on the table.
By now, he was already a Sixteenth Level Archdruid. A professional of such rank possessed considerable privileges. He did not need to worry that the Radiance Church would use this Holy War to cause him any trouble.
"Oh, right, Lady Eileen came by earlier," Nick suddenly said. "You were receiving guests at the time. After I told her, she left."
"Is that so? Did she say anything?" Romon asked curiously.
Normally, when he was working in the administrative building, neither of his wives came looking for him, for fear of disturbing his work.
Since Eileen had come looking for him,