"Wooooah! Long live our lord!"
"Long live Julienâs Mercenary Corps!"
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The people of Nodehill and Raks erupted into cheers as the triumphant allied forces returned.
When news first spread that Count Crest had declared war, the entire region had been gripped with fear. The disparity in military strength was simply too vast.
But then, a miracle had occurred. The mighty Count Crest had fallen.
Of course, it wasnât just Nodehillâs forces that had won the battleâthe allied army and Julienâs Mercenary Corps had played a major role. Still, the fact remained: they had won.
"I wish theyâd just stay in our territory forever."
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The townspeople reveled in their celebrations, while Andrew and Leo wore broad smiles the entire day. Their territories had expanded significantly, after all.
Of course, they couldnât ignore the potential consequences, but for now, they chose to enjoy the moment.
The two spent the following days discussing their plans for managing the new lands.
"Donât worry too much about stabilizing the region. Iâll lend you more money if necessary," Leo assured.
Andrew chuckled.
"Leo, I still owe you plenty from before... I should at least offer you more trade goods in return."
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