One defining characteristic of the imperial nobles was their strained relations with neighboring territories.
In fact, these territories were practically potential enemies, so why would a lord help them without compensation? Still, it seemed excessive to covet territory and major industries.
"I see. I understand what's going on. Then, shall we go and see those bastards' faces?"
"It might be dangerous. Are you okay?"
"I just want to check the appearance. Is that okay?"
"No, you can see it from a distance. It's just over this hill."
Abel crossed the short hill with Count Caldwell. Then, a massive pit, much larger than anything he'd expected, came into view. The diameter appeared to be easily over one kilometer.
"Is this their lair?"
"Yes. They go in and out through the hole in the middle, but you can't see much right now."
"Hmm."
