The forest grove sighed, "As expected of Lord Rod, your thoughts are indeed comprehensive. However, you do not understand Trolian's current combat capabilities. The western front is too small for our expansion, and most importantly, concentrating too much force in one direction creates a heavy burden on our logistical transport."
Bossivale said, "Our logistical transport capacity is far from keeping up with the growth rate of our combat prowess."
Rod felt a hint of regret, and as he was about to ask again, the Book of the Future suddenly exclaimed, "Master, this problem will soon be resolved. I foresee, Trolian will soon have new breakthroughs!"
"Ahem!"
Rod coughed softly, revealing a profound and mysterious smile.
"Don't worry, this problem will soon be resolved. Just follow what I say."
He turned around, pointed toward the southwest direction, and shouted loudly.
"Expand westward with all our might, and reclaim our homeland!"
