Viking Dynasty-Savage Territory-Savage King's Capital.
Inside the hall, with its predominantly blue hexagonal crystal walls and vaulted metal ceiling, the man sat on a stone chair inlaid with thirty-six rubies, twenty-seven emeralds, and sixty-nine amethysts. He wore trousers made from white bear hide, his upper body bare, exposing explosive muscles that made him look like the very embodiment of strength.
His beard was so thick that he looked as though he had not shaved in three months-in fact, he had never shaved in all forty-eight years since his birth. It covered most of his face, leaving little visible besides a slightly reddened nose and blue eyes, along with long, thick eyebrows shaped like sickles.
Orphdo looked at Olni, Wamingsi, and the other subordinates before him. When he spoke, his voice boomed through the hall like a thunderclap. "Is everything ready?"
"Tribal King, everything is in place. Our army of six hundred thousand has been divided in two. Three hundred thousand warriors will travel overland in sixteen thousand chariots, while the other three hundred thousand will sail along the rivers in thirty-five hundred warships. Both wings will advance together, departing simultaneously from Norway Territory, Somme Territory, and Zigade Territory. We expect to reach Wolun Territory in the south of the Holy Temple's Holy Sword Territory within five days and begin our attack."
"Mm, good. How far has the army of one hundred thousand we sent out a few days ago reached?"
"Tribal King, they have already reached Gewei Territory in the Holy Temple's west and engaged the enemy. As planned, they do not need to launch a full assault. They only need to remain there, using guerrilla attacks and harassment to keep drawing the Knights' Order's attention. That will give our army of six hundred thousand the best possible opening to