A sense of loss-that was how Rex felt at that moment. Gazing outside, he sat quietly on the edge of the bed as countless matters surfaced in his mind.
There was so much that demanded his attention, and he had far too many ideas.
The Kingdom of Gilneas now appeared immensely powerful, at the height of its glory, the undisputed foremost kingdom in the Eastern Kingdoms.
Yet deep down, Rex also felt a sense of urgency. The Kingdom of Gilneas had achieved only superficial success, a false prosperity built on powerful military might.
In his previous world, there had been a saying that put it very well.
Its rise was swift and spectacular; its fall was sudden and abrupt!
Put simply, it meant that something could prosper quickly and decline just as quickly.
It captured the Kingdom of Gilneas's current situation. The kingdom's supposed "height of glory" was reflected in its military strength, not its prosperity.
Two hundred thousand armored soldiers-what a terrifying force. The mere mention of it made people pale.
In terms of prosperity alone, the Kingdom of Gilneas had only just drawn level with the Kingdom of Stormwind. No, it was still slightly behind, and even that was thanks to Lordaeron City.
With its Fixed Portal, Lordaeron City enjoyed a level of prosperity unmatched anywhere in Azeroth.
But outside Lordaeron City, the other regions of the Kingdom of Gilneas fell short.
The prosperity of those regions-in other words, their economic conditions-dragged down the kingdom's overall economy. Put another way, Lordaeron City raised the kingdom's overall economic standing.
That was why the Kingdom of Gilneas's economy was only slightly behind the Kingdom of Stormwind's.
Unfortunately, the Kingdom of Gilneas had never enjoyed any peace during this period. One problem after another kept cropping up, and its longstanding plan