Chris silently assessed the fiancée he had yet to meet... Elena Tia.
Between the players' assessments and Elena's own actions, he had gained a fairly comprehensive understanding of her.
Chris felt nothing for this fiancée he had never met, not even much interest. The image of Elena Tia in the reports gradually took shape in his mind, yet stirred no ripples.
A typical elite noblewoman.
That was Chris's final, almost cold-blooded conclusion.
In short, she only needed to stay alive. For a bonus thrown in with Guano Island, Chris really did not expect much of her.
As for her personal ambition to establish herself at court and gain influence in the army?
Chris saw it, but did not care... As long as she caused no serious trouble and did not affect the bigger picture, she could do as she pleased. A caged bird's fluttering would not draw the attention of the master of the skies.
And who represented the bigger picture?
The players' gaming experience, of course!
In short, with nothing serious happening to the players' Expeditionary Army, Chris temporarily turned his attention to domestic affairs and the Northeastern Army Group.
Just then, the clerk knocked on his office door.
"Your Highness, Priest Crawford of the Earth Mother Goddess Church requests an audience. He says there is an urgent matter he must report to you in person."
Chris looked up from the map of the Minicia Kingdom, his brow creasing slightly.
Priest Crawford of the Earth Mother Goddess Church?
Why had he suddenly requested an audience without an appointment? Was the Goddess of Agriculture Church causing trouble again?!
At that thought, he put down his fountain pen and said in a low voice,
"Let him in."
The heavy wooden door opened, and Priest Crawford walked in.
Round and plump, with