When the doors opened and the knights in the hall saw Claude, they lowered their heads and waited for him to take his seat.
"What happened?" Claude asked the knights seated on the long rectangular table.
"Behind our backs, Jordan has sought a noble title from the imperial family and has decided to build his territory on the ruins of ours." Nicolas said solemnly.
"According to our scouts, he has an army of 2000 iron and bronze-ranked bull warriors, 500 silver-ranked armored bull warriors, and 5 heavy armored bull knights. Baron Scarlet has also gathered a force of 1,500 iron- and bronze-ranked soldiers, 300 silver-ranked soldiers, and 2 knights. While Baron Tyre has gathered a force of 1000 iron- and bronze-ranked soldiers, 200 silver-ranked soldiers, 2 knights, and a mage."
Claude frowned deeply.
"A total of 5,500 men, 9 knights, and a mage." He muttered.
