"The troop deployment is meticulous and the order is well-kept. The Chief Minister of Tarasco is indeed a pillar of strength, living up to his reputation! What do you think are the weaknesses of this city, and how should we attack?"
Upon hearing His Highness's query, the young Oorta raised his head, hesitated, and then after a moment, he lowered his head and said.
"Your Highness, since Cazonci Su'angua has been captured by you, the authority of Jinjinni's Chief is just like water without a source. He can't truly unify the nobility or suppress the priests. Although this city is strong, it is in disarray, and the key lies with the nobility and priests!"
"Hmm, disarray among the people. Well said!"
Xiulote nodded in approval and looked up at Aweit. The Crocodile Marshal, however, kept his head down, remaining silent.
"I've seen enough of this city for today. Let's stop here!"
