One year quietly passed by.
Noah didn't have any enemies in that part of the continent so his travel had been extremely peaceful.
Also, most of his time had been spent in seclusion, improving his centers of power as much as he could.
The countries in the area of influence of the Empire that he had crossed worked in the same way as the Soprad nation: they were filled with slaves forced to work for the mining of Vostum.
It couldn't be helped, Noah had always stayed near the western coastline and that material was what allowed the commoners of the Empire to cultivate, its demand on the market couldn't be met by just using one country.
Noah had chosen to avoid the other encampments that he found along the way, he had learnt everything he could from Ross, there was no point in meeting other soldiers and risking to incur in troubles.
That kind of travel allowed him to focus cultivation and, due to his dedication, some breakthroughs had finally arrived.
