If They Get In My Way, I’ll Just Beat The Crap Out Of Them
"Your birthday is almost here, Lux," Gerald, the Commander of Wildgarde Stronghold, said with a smile. "Time sure flies. Back then, you were a sickly brat who fainted almost everywhere. Now, look at you! You look as handsome as I had been when I was your age. Hahaha!"
Lux smirked before drinking the tea that was offered to him by Natasha, who looked at Gerald as if he was delusional.
"After your birthday, the campaign to conquer the Gate of Famine will begin," Natasha commented. "Have you made your preparations?"
"Yes," Lux nodded. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
Rainer, who was seated across Lux, put his teacup down on the table before sharing his thoughts.
"This time, things will be more serious," Rainer stated. "I heard that you instructed Cai, Keane, and Xander to sell their quotas to the Skystead Alliance, Xynnar War Pact, and the Six Kingdoms.