"To all of the Northern Army, it's been a tough journey from the Roaring Corridor. Well done." Serafe's expression returned to one of compassion and maternal care as she clasped her hands over her lap, "First, let's discuss the situation in the northern border."
As the primary leader of the Northern Army, Shanluan adjusted his collar before straightening up.
As an Ogre, he was one of the rare few who could articulate his opinions clearly.
"Your Majesty, most humans, Centaurs, and Dwarves in the Roaring Corridor region have submitted, but there's still a small faction causing trouble.
They've even formed a coalition army with the help of that Archduke Alexei and the Holy Sect.
This month's delivery of Blood Contract gun parts has suffered significant damage from them."
Stealing a glance at the look on Serafe's face, Shanluan licked his lips, trying to portray a sigh.
