"Hmm... The Northern Province, huh...?" Mikhailis muttered as he gazed at the map, his glasses displaying a projected hologram of the region. Rodion was feeding the map into his field of view, scanning data collected through the onkey robot back in the castle—which had already gathered all the necessary documents to assist him.
Mikhailis nodded. He needed all the information he could gather before setting things into motion.
