They heard someone�s voice at that moment.

�The wyverns.�

It was Cale.

He looked down at the nobles who were looking at him.

�The Wyvern Knights Brigade will not get past the Henituse territory.�

He was speaking in a stern voice.

�Absolutely not.�

Cale walked over to the center of the table and picked up the silver plaque.

�I, Cale Henituse, am in charge of the northeast region�s military, starting today.�

He was respectful in his speech. However, he left them no openings.

�You will need to listen to me from here on out.�

Cale looked around at the nobles of the southwest and northwest factions who were avoiding his gaze, as well as at the nobles of the other factions who seemed to be in a state of chaos.

�If it is the noble�s way to attach themselves to the strong��

The people who sought power in the eve of war did not deserve to be heroes.

Cale was using today in order to determine the ones who would become heroes and the ones who would survive by attaching themselves to the strong. He needed to know this in order to utilize the nobles properly.

Cale smiled toward the nobles.

��Then you will soon have to decide who you need to attach yourselves to in order to survive.�

Cale turned around.

He then headed toward the door without any hesitation.

Screech. Screeeech.

The sound of chairs moving could be heard.

The Ubarr liege, young master Gilbert who was representing his father, and Count Wheelsman.

These were the people responsible for the northeast region�s shores and the entrance to the northeast region.

These people all stood up at the same time. JrNovels.com