Gleisa Hamlet looked at Count Bert before him, a chill rising uncontrollably from deep within his heart, as if it were about to freeze him solid—
'Father, why don't we annex the Bert Territory?
As long as the benefits are allocated properly, those guys will certainly agree.
Moreover, by stirring up the old 'controversy' of the Demon Hunters tied to the Ainhars Territory, it will become the next battlefield.
A battlefield of enticing allure, inviting those guys to enter.
We only need to watch and we can reap a great harvest.'
This was the question Gleisa privately asked his father after his coming-of-age ceremony.
The Old Lion laughed at that moment.
'This world is far more complex than you see.
And in the South County, there's another fellow I need to be cautious of.'
'Count Bert?'
The Little Lion guessed immediately.
'Yes, it's him.'
For the eldest son's wisdom, the Old Lion gave affirmation.
And to praise him, the Old Lion revealed some secrets—
