The Blu Islands

Beltar, his mind a labyrinth of strategies, retreated to his private chambers to deliberate further. The torchlight cast elongated shadows on the walls, mirroring the complexities that now entwined the fate of houses in the Kaairoes. 

The temporary alliance with Osalde held both promise and peril, and Beltar, ever the astute tactician, knew that every move must be executed with precision.

In his chamber, he called for his subordinates, and after they arrived, he passed on his orders, "From now on, the base regarding the Red Rakir legion should remain a secret, and it shouldn't reach the years of Osalde or anyone in the capital." 

"As you wish, my lord." His subordinates replied in unison.

Beltar was preparing for the mass production of the legion. If he had continued to proceed with his alliance, he would have had the supply of a continuous number of soldiers required for the legion.