"No problem." Annan breathed a sigh of relief and stopped agonizing over whether to formally enter the war.
To him, any problem money could solve was no problem at all. Would one million be enough? If not, he could add another million. His backer had just given him ten million Gold Narls, after all.
If the State Religion was willing, he could even donate another million Gold Narls to the State Religion Army in his own name. All they had to do was write him a note saying the Empire had received twenty million in war donations from him...
"Is Free City the only one?" Annan asked curiously.
Gandhi revealed that it was one of two. A War Envoy had also been sent to the Dimon Kingdom, though he doubted they would refuse.
The Dimon Kingdom already had a bitter feud with the Chaos forces to the north. With the Empire's help, support, and rewards, they would never pass up such a perfect chance for revenge. As for the minor friction between the two countries in the past, it meant nothing in the face of humanity's common enemy—
"Wait..." Annan suddenly interrupted Gandhi. "Did you say rewards?"
"Yes."
Many of the Empire's traditions had endured: collecting enemy skulls to build Head-Mounds, its ruthless way of doing things, and rewarding soldiers according to their deeds after every battle.
"What kind of rewards? Empty honors, or real rewards like we got with the Allied Forces?"
After a moment's thought, Gandhi answered, "I can't tell you. The Military Affairs Department hasn't settled the details yet, but I doubt the rewards will be any less than what the Allied Forces offered."
"I was joking earlier. As King of the North, I have a blood feud with the Ratfolk. How could I possibly side with