Poor Man

The plain next to the Transverse Mountains had already been turned into a large army camp. Both the Maho army and the Shansa army had made camp there. Everyone, even Baery, was surprised by the turn of events. If they could take advantage of it and attack the Shansa Empire, it was a sure victory. However, it was too much of a risk. The Shansa soldiers were exhausted and Douminge still had not made his stance clear. The Maho army did not have enough supplies for another battle. An attack on the Shansa Empire had to wait.

Anfey rubbed his temple. For days, his life consisted of nothing but meetings with different generals and soldiers. Anfey was more of a fighter and did not like these long meetings. Christian, on the other hand, was very eager to attend them.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Saul asked after noticing how tired Anfey looked during one of them.